Check Tha Flava (Clean)

[Intro: AK Skills & Sample]
Get down, get down...
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Check it out one time for you mind, it's like this, kid
The AK Skills, the big AK Skills
That's how we do everyday, all day, we goin' for mad live flavor
Big up to Uptown, the Boogie Down
Isles of Shaolin, Crooklyn and Long Island Sound
From raw Queens kid, that's how we do son
Everyday uh, now check it out, bust it

[Chorus]
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's likе this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that thе AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!

[Verse 1]
Y'all know it is the brother they call AK Clump for dustin' wack chumps
That be fussin' black, forget runnin' lip 'cause I be bustin' gats
I flip lines that brothers sweat for days
Comin' from Edgemere PJ's where niggas are constantly gettin' sprayed
I had to fight crooks, brothers stoked to give you trife looks
You make a wrong move and mess around and get your life took
So bring it on and get your crew popped
Rappers'll get set up like 2Pac when I pull Glocks and bust shots
Because these low punks be droppin' quick
That's why brothers I'm plottin' with be on DL now poppin' shit
And keep a watch as the cops pass 'cause brothers be gettin' knocked fast
Forget doin' bids, I rather clock cash
Styles I use over grools be major
'Cause AK Skills'll bring it live one time so check the flavor

[Chorus]
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!

[Verse 2]
When our rappers get battered and bruised when AK choose crews
Get mad too when I pop tools fast and drop fools
I flip coke straight up a cooked up, the CG's stackin' cheese
They stayin' on point, packin' gats for enemies
I mostly maintain, sippin' Moët up in my residence
Gettin' bombed with mad drama, count myself presidence
'Cause AK is known for droppin' rappers, so they don't try to diss (Yeah)
I walk spots like I'm funky in Rap Terrorist
Y'all niggas don't want it, you'll get ripped quick
I roll with a sick clique that dust rappers off for sayin' slick shit
So don't pick up a mic and come with that bullskit
'Cause like a crackhead that don't loot, you'll get flawed quick
I bring flavor to punk rappers no matter what
Because my style attract attention like a fucked up haircut (Yeah)
Ain't no gimmicks about this image
But when it's time for battles, niggas don't want it when I'm finished
The smooth player with the raw uncut behavior
To let you know about the AK so check the flavor

[Chorus]
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!

[Verse 3]
When our rappers know not to step above rhymes 'cause they'll regret it
If you heard somethin' fly, you know the AK must have set it
My lyrics are real raw metaphors, they brew
I don't care if you pay dues, crews will lose when I pull tools (No doubt)
'Cause rappers get popped like a cradle 'cause battles are fatal
In a minute I win it and leave jams packed like prenatal clinics
These punks flock but under pressure panic
While I do damage with rhymes and stay dirty like a mechanic (Yeah)
I need this cheese, not fakin' jax and tusslin' (Uh, uh)
Fightin' and fussin', I rather break day husslin'
Accumulatin' figures to dream but then some
Stay affiliated with drug related, tax-free income
Gats get packed for brothers that try to stop me
And drop me, I rip the tracks for new raps that niggas copy
I throw blows to crack jaws, flip the fact, metaphors
Get applause and show some ill flows to pull mad hordes
Of course lyrics are ill but styles the player
Peace, one love, this is the AK, I represent so check the flavor

[Chorus]
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!
It's like this, come on!
Now check the flavor, ill flavor that the AK Skills make you check it out, yeah!

[Outro]
For your mind it's like this, yeah, you know what I'm sayin', yeah
Shouts to Funky Man Productions, my man Lord Finesse, yeah
My little [?]
My fam Moomoo, you know what I'm sayin'
Big up to Criminal, [?] are keepin' it real
My man KO on the cut, can't forget Rasheen, that's how we do
And last but not least, rest in peace to all my peeps, JB, K-Nice, [?]
Everyday, you know what I'm sayin', Project Sound
Everyday, the whole crew, that's how we do, keepin' it mad real
You know what I'm sayin', from the AK Skills
Check the flavor for the ear drum, you know what I'm sayin'
That's how we do
Everyday with the crew, yeah...