Akinyele - Dear Diary Lyrics
My vocals sound dynamic when placed on trackMe wack? your local mechanic couldnt even fix his mouth to say thatIll make a rapper change his occupationAnd have him selling hot dogs if he aint saying nathanI wait for challengers to pick a day to beefIm not a calendar-Ill knock your ass to the middle of next week (next week)Leaving you outdated, Im r-ratedNiggas on my dick was to fall off if I was to get castratedNo need to explainIm doper than heroin, so just take my name in vainYou cant follow the aks footmarksIll throw your raps in a shoebox and let the bullshit walk!I straighten up those who be slacking upIn other words Im not a film directorSo dont come over here acting upYou know just who I amThis aint the damn macho man wrestling programOver here you get slammed on the premisesRemeber this, the name akenyele it dont rhyme with genesisIm not the one to get playedThis aint the arcadePull over here and youll find your fingers in the yellow pageYou cant hang with the kidMy lrics are so bad theyre only taught in school 600So all you rappers keep eyeing meBut just admire meAnd write this shit in your diaryDear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple)Write it in your book, kidDear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple)Put it on your pagesDear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple)Write it in your book, kidDear, dear diary...check it outYo rob swift! (rob swift gets business) x4All you got to do is just set itBetter yet act like you want it and see if you dont get itI walk over rappers like doormatsSave all that nino brown chat for all them other new jacksIn your city, with your whole damn committeeYour butt-ass rhymes are all shittySo dont riff cause Im in a class by myselfMake like a ventriloquist, talk that shit someplace elseLyrics you pick are all simpleAnd all like swift to come out your face like a dam pimpleBut just so you cant follow thisMy rhymes penetrate to the skin just like a dermatologistBest to head to the clinicCause akenyeles style about to spread like an epidemicI dont talk past the speed limitOne styles a gimmickI wont change up because Im not a schizophrenicPushing a wooden box6 foot 6 is what you catch if you step to the akI kill a rappers better one secIf he ever play me like an accident and think he can catch wreckShit (sheee...)Once I combine ya, heres another reminderNiggas can get stomped down to chinaIn other words get that ass kickedIll send your wack baby-ass raps right back to pediactricsPlay the back before you get smackedAsk like a lumberjack, I come from the projects of lefrackAk to the nelDont give a hell who you wanna tellNot an intercom but my name rings bellsSo all you rappers cmon, if you want to start trying meBut write this shit in your diary
