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giraffage - checkmate lyrics

f-ck throwin joints
i throw incinerators at rappers that talk garbage
about the ak, they don’t know me from a tree in the forest
my name’s not summer so i don’t sweat it
most y’all n-ggas know i cut ya like cheese that’s cheddared
i been around the world like lisa stansfield tour bus
tearin n-ggas up from here to west bubblef-ck
so don’t front like you don’t know what my name is
before i start diving up in that -ss like greg louganis
that’s not my number one amos
you take my style and squeeze your lips
like probably you see your life stopped, you’re freakin famous
i dare another rapper try to tame this
i hit you in the -n-s
once y’all reach for the d-mn a-list
still, this ain’t the pretty boy
fear s-x-appeal it’s ak, a.k.a. the real deal
i make punk rappers stutter, y-yoyoy-yoyoy-yoyo
i bring out the das efx in a motherf-cker
i livin larger than a mansion, you hear me?
you fear me, you’re just a little house on the praerie
leave ‘fore hurricane ak come blowin in
all you motherf-ckers best to breeze like the wind
check the news forecast
i place a con n-ggas’ll stick ya on your b-tt
if you’re light in the -ss
close your eyes, and concentrate it’s time to recognize
the ak keep brothers on checkmatecheck over there, and then check over here
just lend me your ear, c’mon listenn-gga you just can’t defeat me
child abusers walk around, knowin they just can’t beat me
so don’t try to take the winner’s belt
aiyyo this ain’t april 1st so don’t dare fool yourself
it don’t get no liver, i’m hittin harder than a chastiser
i flip rhymes like saliva, poundin on your brain
with the sick sh-t i’m saying
i got more game than a panhandler on a train
huh, it’s rare if i don’t catch props
i’m the ak i tear that -ss out the frame like a benzie box
you know the rules if you ain’t ruff
stay on the hush and get played like sunday school shoes
and get scuffed, i put heads to bed like newlyweds
sing your rap eulogy
’cause now you’re good as dead
hit the deck, once i round it off like a tec
i play you like a game of chess and keep your -ss in check
checkmatecheck all around, and then check for them clowns
check the f-ckin real sound, break downin english, mc’s can’t last
similar to a car crash, i got rap in a smash
whenever you wanna get loose and hang out
remember i done turned enough troops into the last boy scout
think you’ll last? then come try
otherwise make like a librarian and keep your -ss quiet
i’m out to catch the winner’s cup
all you number one contenders just got knocked to the runner’s up
what n-gga what? i’m blowin up the spot with dynamite
rhymes by the ak
airports they amazed to me
sh-t ’cause i fly so much heads yah have my own travel agency
rap’s are fat like sumo, slammin like judo
i won’t get abused like numbers, i’m menudo
i got the art down pat, p-ss the courderoy
this bad boy about to start to slack
f-ck how “i could just k!ll a maaaan”
i’m sl1ck and puttin brothers out with these edward n-ggahands
ten fingers of death, grippin micr-phones
holdin my own, sparkin rhymes up like grindstones
rippin up challengers
creating a mess on stage out of comedian rappers like gallagher
my mind is filthier than a hamper
dirty like a camper
on top of that i’ve been through more sh-t than pampers
fake is what i ain’t
but constantine the great, don’t know me from a can of paint
listen to how the soundwaves vibrate
you can’t relate, i got your whole brain on checkmaterob swift is his name, with akineyle in the game
you’re best to maintain, as we aim for your brain
as we aim for your brain (3x)

- giraffage lyrics

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