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>> 30 Days

I never did time, committed mad crime
Only paid rhymes, but now niggaz drop dimes
Harmonizin on a homicide rap
Singin in the precinct, tryin to catch an R&B contract
Now they hit me with a one to THREE, personal-LY
conspira-CY, it don`t mean shit to ME
The time will go fast, because I`m true blue
On the DL, back home, I got a stash for Ma Duke
I stack razor blades in my shoe
Niggaz threaten to kill the Ak, if I ever come through
And I`m doin 30 more days, in this steel cage
Locked down with men that go both ways
But gays ain`t gon` grease me
My razor blade say O.P.P., niggaz in P.C. gon` know me
I`m not the everyday herb
Actions speak louder than words, so step to the verb
Fuck a pro-noun, I get down for my crown
Pass the three-pound, show it to King Clown, and watch him lounge
You know the whole PHASE
I`m about to go through the government`s MAZE
in about 30 days
You know my name, no shame in my game
Best to fly the kid champagne from Spain
About to go in, to push a BID, for wrongs I done DID
Goin away party at the CRIB
Me and my friends gonna get together
I didn`t think jail could ever, I learned to never say never
but now we just gonna party.. party..
Shit, fiesta.. for-ever..
Gun ? up on my floor
All my peeps know they got to keep they damn guns at the door
Don`t wanna get hit, with a bullet, meanin a year time in jail
if you can`t, comprehend, with the slang friend
All you do, don`t act like nuts
It don`t make no sense for the whole crew, to get locked up
Bad enough I have to go in yo
But when the shit hit the fan, debris` gotta blow
Windy days, but ain`t nothin changed but the weather
While I`m locked down, the thugs`ll write me no love letters
That`s for queers, couple of years
later gator, but hold all them crocodile tears
Because it ain`t like I`m dyin
You see I`m not marked for death, so stop the bloodclot cryin
This ain`t The Wizard of Oz where I can tap my heels and go for it
I take it slow, cause I`ll be home before you know it
I`m comin through like X-rays
in approximately, the next 30 days
But if you think I`m tryin to skip town
You best to purchase a hearing aid and ask yourself how that sound
I`m not tryin to jump bail, cause that`s the dough
that I`ma use to flip up the new connects, that I meet in jail
Politicians they all know dis
Every now and then they visit a snitch, who helped em get rich
Yeah part of the government`s plan
Lock down the man who stack grands, put him in the hand of Uncle Sam
This the stuff, you can`t trust for 30 days
I`m on a bus with niggaz that fuss over tight handcuffs
And while I`m inside, I take in stride
Livin in prison, stool pigeons know that time don`t fly
Days go by, night gets darker, but I`m a New York
Whalin on your ass like Orca
Not the Avon Lady, stay up out my face
It only take a shoelace, for a nigga to catch a new case
You get done in different ways
I`m headed for the cage
within the next 30 days
Rob Swift handles business

>> Dear Diary

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 R-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
Remeber 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 wanna 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