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Ak Ha Ha! Ak Hoo Hoo? Lyrics

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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, 'cause 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

Chorus

Verse Two:

Akineyle, producing more stunning hits
So call me Ex-Lax, 'cause 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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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
'cause 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

Chorus

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
'cause 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