Akinyele

Akinyele - Ak Ha Ha Ak Hoo Hoo lyrics

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It's the ak ha ha, the ak hoo hoo (Akineyle)
 Verse One:
 Yo, y'all know what's about to happen
 When I proceed to give you what you need and the Ak start rappin
 I throw rhymes like children throwin balls on project bricks
 In other words I be kickin that old off the wall shit
 I don't rehearse they don't come better than
 I don't need light, cuz I'm a late night person like David Letterman
 You know the whole repoitoire not far from a star
 Baby Pah, the Ak can shine like ArmorAll

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 Verse Two:

 Akineyle, producing more stunning hits
 So call me Ex-Lax, cuz I'm about ready to start runnin shit
 Toss and TURNIN ya, watch Ak BURNIN ya
 You can't hold your own you fuck around and catch a HERNIA (Akineyle)
 So don't sleep, nor yet drowsing
 My name itself bring more Heartbeats than Robert Townsend
 I hurdle over rappers like a stallion
 Carry it back with more Fame than Debbie Allen, nigga

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 Verse Three:

 My lyrics'll reign real bright so dim the lights and it won't get DULLER
 It doesn't take Rosie Perez to see my living COLOR
 I rain over heads just like an UMBRELLA
 So strong that baby's boosted and I'm FULLER
 History in the making, never one for backspins
 throw and kneel, but you're still, MC's I be BREAKIN
 Ak saniTATION
 I leave skid marks on the concrete streets
 from all the brothers that I be scrapin

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 Verse Four:

 Permanent scars as I sabotage
 My style's so milky I should get down with Haagen-Daaz
 More heatwave than a do rag does to a CAESAR
 Give a thermometer a temperature of jungle FEVER
 George like WHEEZY
 Cuz I be burnin brothers just like, the neighborhood SKEEZER
 Once the hip-hop strangeler
 I throw your whole rap on a coat rack kid and just hang it up

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 Verse Five:

 So step to the AK-ER, the hip-HOPPER
 And get your ass kicked like a game of SOCCER
 Skills are fatter than a grease spot
 cuz I love to rock that nasty home-cooked hip-hop
 I watch girls check it, I make bitches wanna jump butt-naked
 Like the Doo Doo Brown record
 But now I peep on low and they have to stop
 When they hear my name, the motherfuckin Ak
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Not On Label (J-Love Self-released)

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

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