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- Akinyele
 
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Akinyele - Worldwide lyrics
Yeah yeah yeah
 We got my man Extra P in the house
 But me and my man Akinyele 
 you know we goin Worldwide this tour
 Cause yo you know how that go
 We gon' get together y'all, word up
 That's how we gon' bring it to you
 We gon' go all around the world
 get this money, and do what we got to do
 Word up, my man Rhasaan in the house
 We gon' bring it to y'all like this, word up
 Just give it to em Ak.. UHH
 [Akinyele]
 I been in and out all areas
 And all you true hip-hop fans, you know the Ak's takin care of ya
 Slap your ass with real rap
 I keep it underground, like subways, so I can stay on track
 I'm not a carpenter, but I'll cut the rug
 Think you can hang with Ak? Ha, that's your brain on drugs
 Smack fire out your ass like a flag from _Backdraft_
 Didn't peep the movie, you don't know the half
 Schoolin MC's until they start learnin
 We don't gotta be Mississippi to watch the Ak start Burning
 I kick that shit that's known to hit
 So much rap lines, you might fuck around and hang clothes on it
 But yo it ain't no THING in it, your static-free rhymes
 that you kick, need to be kicked, cause it doesn't got no CLING in it
 Then you turn around and start SINGIN it
 Hard Akinyele be brought, so I'm here to start BRINGIN it
 First cannibalistic rhymer, eatin bitch niggaz
 by the statistics, like, Jeffery Dahmer's
 Huh, scrapin you like a SCULPTURE, murder you for the VULTURE
 My dozen dirty, my brains be donated to agri-CULTURE
 So come on and face it, my skills are like medicine nigga
 You just don't wanna taste it
 You best to slide to the side, another corner of the map
 Cause this here is worldwide
Worldwide -- yeah yeah (repeat 4X)
 [Akinyele]
 Put them tired rhymes to bed, and loosen up your laces
 Your shoes are too tight, and now it's goin to your HEAD
 Me you feel you can pull with
 Remember that I'm not a matador, so get off that bull-shit
 I put rappers and singers in they place
 A real rudebwoy with the raz', I write it all over your face
 Leavin you bloodier than a MaxiPad
 Crayola crayons, they'd have to Color Me Badd
 So play like a midget and FORGET it
 Cause I put oil to the fire, like an arsonist
 when it comes time to SET it
 I get more run than an ATHLETIC
 Sharp as a hyper-DERMIC
 Lyrics are flavored up like a dia-BETIC
 I recoups, and they try to step to this
 Nowadays I probably have as much kids as Jerry Lewis
 My rhymes drip like a RAZOR, punch like Joe FRAZIER
 I don't sell shoes, because I don't believe in FAVORSAkinyele - Worldwide - http://motolyrics.com/akinyele/worldwide-lyrics.html
 Ducks better break North, before I start
 baggin that ass, like a motherfuckin washcloth
 Winnin battles cause I'm a hip-hop soldier
 Act like you know, and fuck what your girl told ya
 No bluff, for years I've been IN THIS
 A nine to five employee don't got shit on me
 cause I done stepped to nuff rapper BUSINESS
 Beggin for for-GIVENESS
 Channel 7 news and people from Jehovah done WITNESSED
 the whole Akinyele vibe
 You know what I'm sayin kid, this here is worldwide
Worldwide -- yeah yeah (repeat 4X)
 [Akinyele]
 Ak not catchin wreck, come the fuck on
 Ring the alarm, I drop bombs like the Guard in Vietnam
 I kick that shit, niggaz dream to write
 My brain so hot that it ignites, but you can't see the light
 Fast rappers can't speed by this, you better slow down
 because I'm puttin the brakes on your ass like Midas
 Nope, it don't matter what type of slang you drop
 I give you rope and you still can't hang with the Ak
 For years I put ears through therapy
 Watch a episode of Cheers before you come try the beer with me
 I graduated from lobbies, bangin on walls for a hobby
 I battle anybody, even a dead body
 I got rhymes that would attack ya
 so you better watch your back, or fuckin hire a chiropractor
 Ain't nuthin change from BEFORE, slap niggaz with mani-CURES
 Stomp you down, after a pedi-CURE
 Here's another lesson, I'm not a quiz
 So that talk about me not gettin biz that's out of the question
 It's a Ak, jam, god damn don't get slammed
 You catch the backhand, word to my dead man
 You best to rest if you want peace
 Cause like a hooker from up the street, I'm down for beef
 I'm hotter than a sauna again the drama is rugged
 Word to Sinead O'Connor, I be tearin shit up
 Cause I sprayin immaculate, like a Mac-11..
* impossible to make out the rest of the verse with voiceovers *
 I take you to London Worldwide
 I take you to Europe Worldwide
 Come back to Queens Worldwide
 I take you to Russia Worldwide
 I take it to the North pole Worldwide
 I bring it back to Queens
 I give it to em Worldwide
 I take it to the West Indies
 I give it to em Worldwide
 I take you to India
 I give it to em Worldwide
 I bring it back to Queens
 I give it to em Worldwide
 I take it to Germany
 I give it to em Worldwide
 I take it to...
 Akinyele Worldwide









