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.
The Robbery Song
Akinyele Lyrics
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Niggas know we do robberies, we ain't running up in no crib for 2 G's
We want about 50 Thou and 4 Ki's
And maybe after that we just might breath
But if you think it can't happen, nigga please
We put you on your knees, like you was praying
We ain't playing
It's the O-FFI-CIAL, O-RIG-INAL, SEASON-AL, motherfucking CRIMI-NALS
You know the format, ringing your bell, standing on your doormat
'Who Is It?" that's your sentence
Looking through the peephole with your eyes squinching
Too late, we kicked the door off the hinges
I heard you selling stacks of crack getting mad-tracked
that's why we in your place, throwing your face in the carpet
With the rug rats, where the drugs at, FUCK THAT!
I represent broke niggas who ain't no joke nigga
Bullets rolled in Bamboo cause we here to smoke niggas
And fuck them uppercuts, like we here to fight you up
Man, we hang you from a chandalier and light you up
We like free delivery cause we take niggas out
Leaving you cracking like Daffy with duct tape on your mouth
And roping you with strings and tessles squeezing your blood vessel
Leaving your ass tied up like pretzels
Ak to the Inye to the Le, rolling with real G's
Doing these official robberies Yes!
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I'm on some Mike Tyson ex-wife shit kid
that's how I'm living
Cause when I start robbing, you'd better start giving
How else you think the money's supposed to come that's why
When I need bread I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they crumbs
I extort as you get stuck for bucks
Whether its in airplanes or airports cause I don't give a flying fuck
I drop it like an incinerator was the topic
Cause I'll be damned if you ain't
I'll empty in your pockets
Shake you like Gelatin, and for all you good semaritans playing hero
Akinyele put one in your belly
And leave your stomachs looking like the number 0
As a rob like work cause I need mad dinero
Cream, like Vaseline put you in Intensive Care
With the Tech 9 backing you up like spines
Taking your materialistic things like rings
Like your hoe, your doe, gold and diamonds
I turned this art into art-tillery
With guns that bark to keep them from killing me
On point, like a sword cause I always stay on board
Ready to clap a stinking victim like a fucking applause
Anywhere, anyplace
Even if you got condoms in your wallet
That don't mean your money's safe
So act like you not having it when I start grabbing it
Guns in your face (gibberish) like you talk Arabic
Holding a Mac that I pimp like a mack
But some of you macks, never find a Mac
Ever since you lost that job at McDonalds
But I know that I'll Mork your ass like Nanu-Nanu
By putting one shell in your head like a rhino
Or I'll do to 2 to your head
Before I damn wanted to let you know that you ain't who's hot
And you niggas not making it home in the fucking morning
BECAUSE..............
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The Robbery Song by Akinyele delves into the world of robberies and the lives of the criminals who execute them. The chorus of the song emphasizes the severity and danger associated with their robberies, stating that they only aim for big gains above 50 thousand and 4 keys or kilograms in weight. They warn anyone who thinks it can't happen to them that they are the "official, original, seasonal, motherfucking criminals" who are not playing around. The first verse describes the process of robbing a house, from ringing the doorbell to breaking into the house, and details how they deal with anyone who tries to resist. The second verse emphasizes Akinyele's violent tendencies, declaring that he will use any means necessary to extort money from anyone, even if it involves physical violence.
The lyrics to The Robbery Song are graphic and disturbing, depicting a dangerous criminal lifestyle. However, in doing so, the song provides insight into the reasoning and motivation behind criminals' actions. The song emphasizes the need for quick money and the willingness to use violence to get it. Ultimately, the song is a commentary on the consequences of poverty and desperation and the lengths people will go to escape it.
Line by Line Meaning
Niggas know we do robberies, we ain't running up in no crib for 2 G's
We don't do small-time robberies like breaking into a house for a mere $2,000. We're after bigger scores.
We want about 50 Thou and 4 Ki's
We are aiming to score about $50,000 and 4 kilos of drugs.
And maybe after that we just might breath
If we get what we came for, we might let you live.
But if you think it can't happen, nigga please
Don't underestimate us, we can and will rob you.
We put you on your knees, like you was praying
We force our victims to kneel down, as if in prayer.
We ain't playing
We are serious about our intentions to rob you.
It's the O-FFI-CIAL, O-RIG-INAL, SEASON-AL, motherfucking CRIMI-NALS
We are official, original, seasonal, and hardcore criminals.
You know the format, ringing your bell, standing on your doormat
We have a standard procedure that involves ringing your doorbell and standing on your doormat.
'Who Is It?' that's your sentence
When you ask who is at the door, that will be your last question.
Looking through the peephole with your eyes squinching
Even if you look through the peephole, we'll still come in.
Too late, we kicked the door off the hinges
By the time you realize it's too late, we will have kicked your door in.
I heard you selling stacks of crack getting mad-tracked
We heard that you are making a lot of money selling crack and we want a piece of it.
that's why we in your place, throwing your face in the carpet
That's why we are in your house, and we'll force you down onto the carpet.
With the rug rats, where the drugs at, FUCK THAT!
We are not afraid of anything, and we'll search your house for drugs and money.
I represent broke niggas who ain't no joke nigga
I represent poor people who are serious about making money.
Bullets rolled in Bamboo cause we here to smoke niggas
We carry bullets in bamboo, and we are not afraid to use them.
And fuck them uppercuts, like we here to fight you up
We don't need to fight you physically, because we have the upper hand.
Man, we hang you from a chandalier and light you up
We might even hang you up and torture you.
We like free delivery cause we take niggas out
We love taking people out, just like free delivery.
Leaving you cracking like Daffy with duct tape on your mouth
We might even leave you with your mouth taped shut, just like when Daffy Duck's beak is blown off.
And roping you with strings and tessles squeezing your blood vessel
We'll tie you up and torture you if we have to.
Leaving your ass tied up like pretzels
We'll leave you tied up in any way we can, even like a pretzel.
Ak to the Inye to the Le, rolling with real G's
Akinyele is rolling with some real gangsters.
Doing these official robberies Yes!
We are official robbers and we're proud of it.
I'm on some Mike Tyson ex-wife shit kid
I'm on some crazy and violent shit, just like Mike Tyson's ex-wife.
that's how I'm living
This is how I choose to live my life.
Cause when I start robbing, you'd better start giving
When I come to rob you, you better give me what I want.
How else you think the money's supposed to come that's why
This is how I make my money, by robbing people.
When I need bread I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they crumbs
When I need money, I'll do whatever it takes, even if it means robbing people for their small change.
I extort as you get stuck for bucks
I'll extort money from you, and make you pay for it.
Whether its in airplanes or airports cause I don't give a flying fuck
I'll rob you anywhere, even in airplanes or airports, and I don't care about the consequences.
I drop it like an incinerator was the topic
I'm serious about what I'm doing, just like an incinerator burns things to ashes.
Cause I'll be damned if you ain't
I'll be damned if I don't get what I came for.
I'll empty in your pockets
I'll take everything you have.
Shake you like Gelatin, and for all you good semaritans playing hero
I'll shake you down like Jell-O, and if you try to be a hero, I'll take you down too.
Akinyele put one in your belly
I'll shoot you in the stomach.
And leave your stomachs looking like the number 0
I'll leave your stomach with a bullet hole, making it look like the number 0.
As a rob like work cause I need mad dinero
Robbing people is my job, and I need a lot of money.
Cream, like Vaseline put you in Intensive Care
I might hurt you badly, just like the cream Vaseline.
With the Tech 9 backing you up like spines
I'll back myself up with a Tech 9 gun, just like a spine backs up the body.
Taking your materialistic things like rings
I'll take your material possessions, like rings.
Like your hoe, your doe, gold and diamonds
I'll take your money, your women, gold, and diamonds.
I turned this art into art-tillery
I've turned robbing into an art form.
With guns that bark to keep them from killing me
I'll use my guns to protect myself from anyone who might try to kill me.
On point, like a sword cause I always stay on board
I'm always on guard, ready to use my sword (or gun).
Ready to clap a stinking victim like a fucking applause
I'm ready to shoot someone, just like when the audience claps in applause.
Anywhere, anyplace
I'm ready to rob you anywhere, anytime.
Even if you got condoms in your wallet
Even if you're prepared, I'll still rob you.
That don't mean your money's safe
Having condoms in your wallet doesn't mean your money is safe from me.
So act like you not having it when I start grabbing it
Just act like you don't have money when I come to rob you.
Guns in your face (gibberish) like you talk Arabic
I'll point my gun right at your face and make you feel like you're speaking Arabic (because you won't be able to understand anything).
Holding a Mac that I pimp like a mack
I'm holding a Mac-10 gun and I'm pimping it out, just like a Mack truck.
But some of you macks, never find a Mac
But some of you guys will never find a Mac-10 gun.
Ever since you lost that job at McDonalds
Because you lost your job at McDonald's and can't afford one.
But I know that I'll Mork your ass like Nanu-Nanu
But I know that I'll kill you, just like the character Mork on the TV show Mork and Mindy.
By putting one shell in your head like a rhino
I'll shoot you in the head, just like a rhino's horn.
Or I'll do to 2 to your head
I'll shoot you twice in the head.
Before I damn wanted to let you know that you ain't who's hot
Before I kill you, I want you to know that you're not the one in charge.
And you niggas not making it home in the fucking morning
And you're not going to make it home alive in the morning.
BECAUSE..............
Because I'm a relentless, dangerous criminal who will stop at nothing to get what I want.
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