Yo my style, it be up in that ass like verbal sodomy I gave you a lobotomy and punk you still callin me So now your crew is takin losses I'm larger than Colossus And all y'all niggaz know just who the boss is It's Akrobatik on a mission Turnin your day time dreams to nocturnal emissions (Hit a bomb these tracks the raps of zombie ax ?) It bring the boom guaranteed to fill the room With tunes to make you swoon My extra flavor lasts an extra long time When I rip the stage with an extra strong rhyme Now, my rep grows like the nose of Pinocchio Just because I mastered the art of braggadocio Bumpin off the next men like X-Men Even my notebook scared it ran away with my next pen I'm leavin rappers in the dirt like fools gold Out of control to rule your soul is my goal now You can't fuck with the style And Akrobatik's runnin through these tracks like a four minute mile You can't fuck with the style And every time I touch the microphone I'm prone to get buck wild You can't fuck with the style I'm runnin with the wolves in the town like predators of the wild You can't fuck with the style Maxin with these queens +Livin Single+ just like Overton and Kyle
Yo, I got a battle hymn for all your asses While you flowin like molasses I be revokin niggas ghetto passes I got a million flames to burn at chya His style I don't need it I'm even movin quadriplegics like they furniture While heads get sprayed like antihistamine I disinfect this rap shit like Listerine And mop ya cool like Mr. Clean Yo, claimin that ya kill something While you at McDonalds with a mop waitin for me to spill something How you whip a battle fresh flippin cattle flesh I make your life full of stress come test The word on the street is that rap's gonna die The way some niggaz rhyme it ain't no need to wonder why Yo you think you comin with battle raps While my style's tighter than crooked cop's handcuffs and fuckin saddle straps First rappers get gassed and then they jell up I take you out the frame and have your picture be developed Yo, I'm makin rappers have conniptions And start some crack habits call me Akrobatik 'cause I flip shit Yo, and if your rap style broke, nigga fix it I can't believe your word if how you live it contradicts it You can't fuck with the style I got my shit lock down like (my kazzow?), c'mon now You can't fuck with the style And every time I touch the microphone I'm prone to get buck wild You can't fuck with the style I'm runnin with the wolves in the town like predators of the wild Yo, you can't fuck with the style So call me Lance Ito cause I'm puttin niggaz on trial