• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Ik Kijk - De Kast
• Ak Ha Ha! Ak Hoo Hoo? - Akinyele
• IG-88 - Needless To Say
• Ec-10 - Alove For Enemies
• Uk '82 - Exploited
• Ak-47 - Mack Maine
• Ugg-a-wugg - Mary Martin
• Ak-47 - Skye Townsend
• I.q. 32 - Necros
• Ec-10 - Breach The Void

Ik kon niet weten, wat me nog te wachten stond
Ik ben vergeten, hoe het eigenlijk begon
Maar ik raakte in je netten, en ik wilde me verzetten
Ik wist niet eens of ik je aardig vond
We bleven praten, maar ik hield de deur op slot
Het liep in de gaten, maar toch bleef ik buiten schot
Ik wou vooral niets laten blijken
En voor niets of niemand wijken
Want wat ik wil is wet en ik bepaal mijn eigen lot
refr.:
Maar nu lig je hier te slapen in mijn bed, en ik kijk
En ik kijk, en ik raak niet uitgekeken
En ik kijk, en ik raak niet uitgekeken
Er bleef een afstand, ik hield je mijlenver van mij
Tot de dag, dat je bijna niets meer tegen me zei
Jij ging me negeren, misschien dacht jij dat zal hem leren
Nou je had gelijk, ik was net zo gek als jij
refr.
Het is vreemd, dat je kiest voor iemand uit zoveel
Het is vreemd, dat je het liefst, elk moment met haar deelt
Als ik niet net toevallig naar die plek was gegaan
Dan had ik nooit geweten van je hele bestaan
En nu zou ik door het vuur willen gaan voor jou
refr.

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
Chorus
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
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
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
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
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

Dont hold on, dont look back, dont look to the past for these answers, what happens when you exhale and whiter away, this subtle breeze blows through me, cover your eyes, cover your ears, seclude yourself from here, exhale, breathe in, breathe out, i know i would, take another chance if it wasnt for this, you give it all away, give to these people who would want it the most, give a new body that is easy to host, like his! hers! mine! yours!, keep them breeding

You knock us down, we get up again
You knock us down
You knock us down, we get up again
You knock us down, we get up again (you knock us down)
You'll have to kill me before I ever stop saying what's in my heart, what I believe
You'll never silence my word
You'll never hold me down

At first those brothers tried to pass away this land
Now this is on the edge of town
And all run down
UK 82
Making love in her flat
Doesn't say you got class
You don't feel but you know its wrong
So are they americans
UK 82
My guess is that you are so under stress
Well i really know fucking best
Some of them play around
What's wrong with russian lads
UK 82
Just throw the body on the scale
You play the game but it's real
Why don't you find out where she lives
Go dressed in your best you'll still be taxed

[Hook: Lil' Wayne]
I Use To Tote a .38; I Tote That AK-47
In My Crack Days; In My Rap Days.
I Use To Tote A .38 Up In My Crack Days.
I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days [x2]
I Use To Tote a .38
I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days.
I Use To Tote a .38 Up In My crack days.
I Tote That Ak-47
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
I'm Too Fly, I Can't Stay Up In My Bat Cave.
Hello, Say Goodbye When The Gat Wave.
Hold On To Your Surf Board When The Gat Wave.
Homie, You Can Be Deleted Like Backspace.
I'm Coming Threw Like A Fax Page.
I'm Just A Gorilla In A Unlatched Cage.
I Peel Off Like Black Tape.
Weed & Syrup, Good Combination Like A Crack Safe.
Uhmm, Real Nigga In The Building. Where The Cris At?
I Got Them Twins With Me, You Know, Click Clack.
I Got Them M's With Me, You Know, Big Stacks.
I Stay On The Right Side When That Bridge Crack.
Cash Money, Everything Understood.
Everybody Hop On A Lil Wayne That Could.
Haha, Hollygrove, That's My Hood.
Eagle Street Is Where I Stood.
Boy!
[Hook: Lil' Wayne]
I Use To Tote a .38; I Tote That AK-47
In My Crack Days; In My Rap Days.
I Use To Tote A .38 Up In My Crack Days.
I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days [x2]
I Use To Tote a .38
I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days.
I Use TO Tote a .38 Up In My crack days.
I Tote That Ak-47
[Verse 2: Mack Maine]
See When I Saw My First Murder When I Was Only 7.
4 Years After That, I Did My First 2-11.
A 2-11 That Turned To A 1-87.
The BLock Wad Dialing 9-11 For The 4-11.
We Left The 7-11, Lookin' Like 9-11.
They Skipped The Doctor And Ambulance And They Called The Reverend.
See That Was Then Homie, And This Is Now Breadren.
I'm This Close From Copin' The Porshe 9-11.
The 9-11, That's The Reason For My AR.
The M-14 Is For My Nigga JR.
See I DOn't Feel Too Many Rappers Cause' They Are.
Softer Than Girls In Cathloic School.
Yaw BOyz Rap Like Ya'll Went To Actin' School.
I Thank, My Beef, The Guns Show Em' Gratitude.
Young Money, Wether We're Travlin' Or Not, We Pack A Tool.
WHy N.W.A., Them Niggas With Attitudes.
[Hook: Lil' Wayne]
I Use To Tote a .38; I Tote That AK-47
In My Crack Days; In My Rap Days.
I Use To Tote A .38 Up In My Crack Days.
I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days [x2]
I Use To Tote a .38
I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days.
I Use TO Tote a .38 Up In My crack days.

Tiger Lily:
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg wa
Peter Pan:
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg wa
BOTH:
Gugg-a-bluck
Gugg-a-bluck
Gugg-a-bluck
Gugg-a-bluck wa-hoo
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ubble wubble
When we get in trouble
Ugg-a-woo
There's just one thing to do
Peter Pan:
I'll just send for Tiger Lily
Tiger Lily:
I'll send for Peter Pan
BOTH:
We'll be coming willy-nilly, Lily
Tiger Lily:
Beat on a drum
And I will come
Peter Pan:
And I will come and save the brave noble red skin
ALL:
Boom boom
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg wa
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg wa
Puff-a-wuff
Puff-a-wuff
Puff-a-wuff
Puff-a-wuff
Pow wow
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ugg-a-wugg
Ubble wubble when you get in trouble
And you're took away by Captain Hook
Peter Pan:
I'll just send for Tiger Lily
Tiger Lily:
I'll send for Peter Pan
ALL:
We'll be coming willy-nilly, Lily
Peter Pan:
Send up a flare
Tiger Lily:
And I'll be there
ALL:
And you know
You got a friend a friend
We'll be true blood brothers till the
End--the end
We're brothers till the

About 2 weeks ago, remember that night when you came on over
I got a confession, I saw everything you wrote her
How could you call her baby, I saw the pix she sent you
Why would you lie and tell her that for some months we've been through
Ever since that night all I see is her smile
Every time I close my eyes she haunts me for a while
But tonight it will cease, cause I just need some sleep
Can you just tell your mistress stay the (****) up out my dreams
I got the AK-47 sitting right in my drawer
Got the knife under my pillow and marbles on the floor
Now it may make me sound crazy, but I, I need her dead
No I can't touch her in person, I'll kill her in my head
she's haunting me, haun-haunting me
(oooh woah)
I got the AK-47 sitting right in my drawer
Got the knife under my pillow and marbles on the floor
Now it may make me sound crazy, but I, I need her dead
No I can't touch her in person,I'll kill her in my head
she's haunting me, haun-haunting me
(oooh woah)

Midwest, Midwest time to go
I'd stay but it's so fucking slow
Stupid people's all I know
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Sit around & watch it grow
You've got nothing to show
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Chained in my cynical redemption
Toxins in my brain, drive me insane
Adrenaline pumped, lose of control
Absolute domination of nothingness
Re-doing a world, just for one fuckin' moment
My sensitivity goes numb
A sacred feeling of euphoria runs in me
Damnation of all our weaknesses
I cannot see my own fuckin' immorality
Frustration of something I cannot change
I can't even see myself arriving nowhere
Frustration of something I'll always be
All of your tears are in my mind
Emotion sustained breaking me inside
Past is haunting me in redemption
I pull the strings of my own god damn misery
There's no ending in this for me and you
No second chance to fuckin' prove
There's no right from wrong
In this void of pain and torment,
Why live if I don't believe?
Remaking new paths, a life of negligence
An anger disorder
All turns to grey and dust
Your fading emotions, dried out