That boy Akala is a diamond fella All you little boys are a comedy of errors You and your fellas get played like the cello I'm doing my ting your jealous like othello Who You? Wha you gonna do? All you little boys get tamed like the shrew Your mid summer dreaming Your tunes ain't appealing I'm capulet your montague I ain't feelin I am the julius ceasar hear me The merchant of venice could'ntsell your CD As for me alls well that ends well Your boys like macbeth, your going to hell Measure 4 measure, I am the best here Your merry wives of windsor not king lear I don't no bout timon, I know he was in anthens When I come back like hamlet you pay 4 your actions
That boy Akala, I do it as you like Your much a o nothing all you do is bite I'm too tight I don't need 12 knights All you little tempests get murked on the mic Of course I am the 1 wiv the force Your historys just like henry the 4th I'm fire fings look dire Better run like pericles prince of a tyre Off the scale cold as a winters talke Yitus andronicus was bound to fail So will you if Akala get at ya That's suicide like anthony and cleopatra Cymbeline was a modern day bridget jones Loves labours lost a women on her own She needed 2 gentlemen of veron This is illa state and I am the owner
Wise is the man that knows his a fool Tempt not a desperate man with a jewel Why take from peter to go and pay paul Some rise by sin and by virtue fall What have you made if you gain the whole world But sell your own soul for the price of a pearl The word is my oyster and I'm starvin Iwant much more than a penny ot a farthing I told no joke I hope your not laughing Poet or pauper which do you class him? Speak eloquent though I am resident To the gritter inner city That's surely irrelevant Call it Urban, Call it Street I rose by other name smell just as sweet Spit so hard but I'm smart as the bard come Through with a union jack full of yard
Akala Akala where 2 art thou I'm the black Shakespeare an The streets out now Chance never did crown me this is destiny You still talk but it still perplexes me Devour cowards thousands per hour Don't you know the kings name is Akala Shh, never speak it It is not a secret I teach thesis like ancient greece's Egyptology never no apology In my minds eye I see things properly Stopping me nah you you could never possibly For certain I put daggers in a phrase I'll put an end to your dancin days No matter what you say it will never work Wrens can't make prey Where eagles won't perch I'm the worst with the words Cause I curse on my verbs I'm the 1st with a verse to rehearse With a nurse There's a hearse for the 1st jerk who Turn berserk Off with his head cause it must not work Ramp with Akala that's true madness And there's no method in it, just sadness I speak with the daggers and the Hammers of passion When I'm rappin I attack them in a military fashion
The pattern of my rappin-chattin could'ntever map it And I run more rings round things that saturn Sick never slackin like a pig with a baton verses Split big kids wigs when I'm rappin That boy Akala he black Shakespeare Didn't wanna listen when I said last year Rich like a gem in a ethiopes ear Tell them all again For them who never hearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
