Back to the previous page  Artist: Akir Album:  Legacy Song:
Rites of Passage Typed by:  Oh shit yo, this block party is def
Yo they got honeys, they breakin, they deejayin Yo, yo they even
freestylin Yo Akir, yo c'mon, yo get 'em!  Well sometimes I
rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick Jumpsuits and fly kicks,
Kangols with dope knits And of course, the freshest chick to
complete, my outfit Cops be buggin out, so we split after we
spit our hottest shit My rhyme of reason cause a conflict
Shorties catch attention with a blow-pop lick, and turn they bop
with a twist Flick and throw the stick, havin me stiff I gotta
get but scared to use it cause my parents still riff Music
tradition, took knowledge, it cause friction in my livin Black,
diction on a GT's throwin life too easy Front on my bike, like a
CB, quarter waters And the folks doin 'ports what my first dude
bought Game is a sport, Dominican, handball courts Hold a jiggy
in my Jordan cause my day's too short Steady, holdin our fort,
Washington, New York And