Sky's the Limit
Akinyele Lyrics

Yo live from london town
Right now this is Larry Love
Representing 35 above
Crocodile dundee style

We always have a good day rocking with the Akinyele
Check it out
Big up to Creedon
Perly West Susset

Big up to Britain
Big up to all of south London
Big up to Sortenheath
Big up to Brixton

Stone bridge massive
Big up to all the brothers
All the brothers representing hard core hip hop
We always come our with a warning

This is course hip hop
Yo yo who's this
Who's this girl
Who's this girl singing man

All I hear hard core Akinyele
Yo we even got the queen up for ransom
That's how we do it in London town

Sky's the limit and you know that you
Could have what you want or be what you want
But make sure you live to be everything you say
(?) just doesn't take it away
And yo sky's the limit and you know that you
Could have what you want or be what you want
We never ran we never will
We dressed to kill
Because Sky's the limit and we take why'all

Yo before you niggas ain't know match
For this Jimi Hendrix guitar type of nigga with no strings attached
I create, nothing less than great
With my mind stuffed and messed around

Have you niggas break your fucking rewind button
I kill this shit
Similar to guns and clips
When niggas from street corners light fire high bricks

Keep you shaking inyour pants when the guns behind your ear
Get you deaf enough cause you fools wil paralyze a pair
When the Ak start rocking
I put you in that Puff

Daddy mode and keep your while motherfucking back bopping
It's the Ak-nel
But you could catch me maxing that movie about the dog
'Cause I rock with them

I serve rappers like Wimbleton
All I need is a pad and pencil in
Watch me put niggas on the crusher like incylin
Is the Ak-why

Watch me throwing Adolph Hitler signs cause why'all cannot see
Get it Nazi
As in not see me son
Like that great job slash d.v 1 division

I run these streets like traffic police
Walking with irons so I can straighten out beef like a priest
Even without an automatic
I still beat niggas down

Like (?) used to do in 85
Who'd of known they not (?)
I'm ill like that
It's the Aka', Harley Davidson rocker

Because I propel like choppers on top a helicopter
So tell me who the fuck know how to rock this right
And for lyricist of the year
How the fuck you ain't pronounce my damn name right

I'm in it, to win it


I make (?) degree patches
Have orgasms on top of flower pots
In other words the ladies know that Ak's the cream of the crop
Ready to rock this mic like crack vows

Nigga ow
Take it back
Like that first movie from (?) Freddy
'Cause I got a wild style

The challenger
(?) from Metallica
Got heavy metal locked
Just so I can watch you punks get rocked

I be stressing you
With Jessica
As we walk all through you're city like damn messengers
So put me through a test like the tubes

Fuck the food
You no longer have to sneeze for the Ak to bless you
As I step to the rhyme biters
You know them cats

Who write their raps in aztec
'Cause they all copywriters
It only take Ak one second eith Ak mic checkings
For Ak to start wrecking

'Cause Ak be representing for
The ral niggas like O.J. did
And Ak told the seconds
'Cause we in it

To win it
I said we in it
To win it
Hey yo we in it

To win it


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