Akinyele (born Akinyele Adams) is an American rapper who recorded in the 19… Read Full Bio ↴Akinyele (born Akinyele Adams) is an American rapper who recorded in the 1990s and early 2000s, known for his sexually explicit lyrics. Similar to 2 Live Crew, Akinyele produced explicit recordings including his underground radio hit Put it in Your Mouth in 1996.

He went to the same school as Nas, Kool G Rap and Large Professor. Together with Nas he made his first apperance on the "'Live At The BBQ" track of the Main Source album "Breakin Atoms" in 1991.

Dear Diary
Akinyele Lyrics

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My vocals sound dynamic when placed on track
Me wack? Your local mechanic couldn't even fix his mouth to say that
I'll make a rapper change his occupation
And have him selling hot dogs if he ain't saying nathan'
I wait for challengers to pick a day to beef
I'm not a calendar-
I'll knock your ass to the middle of next week (next week)
Leaving you OUTDATED, I'm are-RATED

Niggas on my dick was to fall off if I was to get CASTRATED
No need to explain
I'm doper than heroin, so just take my name in vain
You can't follow the Ak's footmarks
I'll throw your raps in a shoebox and let the bullshit WALK!
I straighten up those who be slacking up
In other words I'm not a film director
So don't come over here acting up
You know just who I AM
This ain't the DAMN Macho MAN Wrestling PROGRAM
Over here you get SLAMMED on the premises
remember this, the name Akenyele it don't rhyme with Genesis
I'm not the one to get played
This ain't the arcade
Pull over here and you'll find your fingers in the yellow page
You can't hang with the kid
My lrics are so bad they're only taught in school 600
So all you rappers keep eyeing me
But just admire me
And write this shit in your diary

Dear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple)
Write it in your book, kid
Dear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple)
Put it on your pages
Dear, dear diary (I kicked it plain and simple)
Write it in your book, kid
Dear, dear diary...check it out

Yo Rob Swift! (Rob Swift gets business) x4

All you got to do is just set it
Better yet act like you want it and see if you don't get it
I walk over rappers like doormats
Save all that Nino Brown chat for all them other New Jacks
In your CITY, with your whole damn COMMITTEE
Your butt-ass rhymes are all SHITTY
So don't riff cause I'm in a class by myself
Make like a ventriloquist, talk that shit someplace else
Lyrics you pick are all simple
And all like swift to come out your face like a dam pimple
But just so you can't follow this
My rhymes penetrate to the skin just like a dermatologist
Best to head to the CLINIC
Cause Akenyele's style about to spread like an EPIDEMIC
I don't talk past the speed LIMIT
One style's a GIMMICK
I won't change up because I'm not a SCHIZOPHRENIC
Pushing a wooden box
6 foot 6 is what you catch if you step to the Ak
I kill a rapper's better one sec
If he ever play me like an accident and think he can catch wreck
Shit (sheee...)
Once I COMBINE ya, here's another REMINDER
Niggas can get stomped down to CHINA
In other words get that ass kicked
I'll send your wack baby-ass raps right back to pediactrics
Play the back before you get smacked
Ask like a Lumberjack, I come from the projects of Lefrack
AK to the NEL
Don't give a HELL who you want to TELL
Not an intercom but my name rings BELLS

So all you rappers c'mon, if you want to start trying me
But write this shit in your diary

Overall Meaning

In the song "Dear Diary," Akinyele boasts about his lyrical prowess and warns his rivals that he is not to be messed with. Through his lyrics, Akinyele asserts that he is not just a rapper but a storyteller, who is capable of creating dynamic vocals that set him apart from his peers. He calls out his detractors and challenges them to battle and beef, claiming that he can make them change their occupation if they can't hold their own against him. The lyrics are confrontational and aggressive, with Akinyele asserting his dominance over the rap game and positioning himself as an untouchable force to be reckoned with. Through his lyrics, he sets himself apart from other rappers and establishes himself as one of the best in the game.

The song "Dear Diary" is a classic example of 1990's East Coast hip-hop. It was released in 1995 as part of Akinyele's debut album, "Vagina Diner," which was widely praised for its inventive lyrics and unique sound. The song was produced by Big D, who created the beat using samples from old soul and funk songs. Despite its provocative lyrics and explicit content, "Dear Diary" became an instant hit and helped Akinyele gain a devoted following among fans of hip-hop. The song's popularity was also fueled by its controversial music video, which featured Akinyele surrounded by half-naked women and engaging in a range of illicit activities.

Line by Line Meaning

My vocals sound dynamic when placed on track
I have great talent and my voice sounds amazing on a recording

Me wack? Your local mechanic couldn't even fix his mouth to say that
I'm not a bad artist at all and even someone who fixes cars wouldn't say otherwise

I'll make a rapper change his occupation / And have him selling hot dogs if he ain't saying nathan'
If a rapper tries to go up against me and loses, they'll be so embarrassed that they won't be able to rap again and will have to sell hot dogs instead

I wait for challengers to pick a day to beef / I'm not a calendar- / I'll knock your ass to the middle of next week (next week)
I'm ready for anyone who wants to start a beef with me and I won't need to wait for a specific time to take them down

Leaving you OUTDATED, I'm are-RATED / Niggas on my dick was to fall off if I was to get CASTRATED
I'm a popular and highly rated artist, so much so that even if something as drastic as getting castrated were to happen to me, people would still want to be associated with me

No need to explain / I'm doper than heroin, so just take my name in vain
I don't need to justify my talent because it's so great that people should just accept it and talk about it even if it's not in a positive light

You can't follow the Ak's footmarks / I'll throw your raps in a shoebox and let the bullshit WALK!
No one can measure up to my talent and if someone tries to copy me or compete with me, I'll just dismiss them as not even worth listening to

I straighten up those who be slacking up / In other words I'm not a film director / So don't come over here acting up
I'm not a passive artist and I'll call out other artists who aren't putting in the same effort and dedication as me

You know just who I AM / This ain't the DAMN Macho MAN Wrestling PROGRAM / Over here you get SLAMMED on the premises / remember this, the name Akenyele it don't rhyme with Genesis
Don't confuse me with anyone else, especially not a wrestler, because I'm a unique artist and if you try to come at me, I'll take you down decisively

I'm not the one to get played / This ain't the arcade / Pull over here and you'll find your fingers in the yellow page
I am not someone to be disrespected and if someone tries to mess with me, I'll make sure they regret it and their name will be in the phone book for all the wrong reasons

You can't hang with the kid / My lrics are so bad they're only taught in school 600
No one can match my talent and my lyrics are so good that they can only be studied in a high-level academic setting

All you rappers keep eyeing me / But just admire me / And write this shit in your diary
Other artists might try to compete with me, but they should really just acknowledge my talent and appreciate it from a distance

I walk over rappers like doormats / Save all that Nino Brown chat for all them other New Jacks
Other rappers are easy to beat for me and they should save their tough talk for someone else

Your butt-ass rhymes are all SHITTY / So don't riff cause I'm in a class by myself / Make like a ventriloquist, talk that shit someplace else
Other artists aren't even in the same league as me and they should just keep their bad rhymes to themselves

My rhymes penetrate to the skin just like a dermatologist / Best to head to the CLINIC / Cause Akenyele's style about to spread like an EPIDEMIC
My rhymes are so impactful and contagious that they will affect other artists and listeners like a disease

I won't change up because I'm not a SCHIZOPHRENIC / Pushing a wooden box / 6 foot 6 is what you catch if you step to the Ak
I'll always stay true to myself and my style, no matter what happens, and anyone who tries to go against me will only end up in a grave

Niggas can get stomped down to CHINA / In other words get that ass kicked / I'll send your wack baby-ass raps right back to pediactrics
I'm so good at what I do that I'll send other artists flying across the globe (to China) and their bad music can only be remedied by going back to square one

Don't give a HELL who you want to TELL / Not an intercom but my name rings BELLS
I don't care who other people want to tell about me or my talent because I'm already established as a popular and highly regarded artist

So all you rappers c'mon, if you want to start trying me / But write this shit in your diary
Other artists can try to compete with me if they want, but they should just accept defeat and write about it in their journal

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: AKINYELE ADAMS, THE LARGE PROFESSOR (AKA: PAUL MITCHELL)

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