V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Yo wait hold up I thought I already wrote to this hot PIFF Off the top now yeah AHK'S GOT THIS 48 bar Freestyle you can't top this I'm overtime on purpose spitting reverse logic like when phoney people pretend to like my shit I just hit em deep with that real rawness No protection no profelactic I Ping Ping Ping Ricochet Rabbit quick on the draw I OR Land Dough MAGIC then break out quicker then costello to abbott I'm like Charlie Chaplin I make things happen with these words especially when I'm rapping with Reynolds or Burt Lancasting I am for real - I'm not acting or pretending which leave me to mention I've been the shit for years no contention and for you haters change your complexion because I can see clearly now you have no reflection its a shame the way I see and hear you blending in with the losers with no connections get your weight up and study some lessons from one of Brooklyn's Finest Brooklyn's Own AHKDAGOD JIHAD ON THE MICROPHONE BLOWING UP CUZ I'M BAD 2 DA BONE V2. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD This time around I back will the illest sound on that 2012 shit what you gonna do now I've already been da shit no need to try now I'm back to snap veterbaes and crush some spines now plastic blanket rappers with the ly now pitching bitch niggaz like tents with no tie down Too late for a warning or asking why now I just AHK Reaped ya on the permanent lie down No more dreams no prayers nothing Vanishing those who oppose my production AHKDAGOD here you know you love em stop fronting I'm AHKTICIPATED and always into something like hustling hard and hustling harder assassinating characters leaving behind no Martyrs suicide mic bomber no hemmoragin no remains left behind no remembering just death certificates for those who couldn't get with this should've put your fam first instead of fucking wit a terrorist one of Brooklyn's Finest and Brooklyn's Own AHKDAGOD JIHAD ON THE MICROPHONE BLOWING UP CUZ I'M BAD 2 DA BONE V3. Written By AHKMEL PHAROD Yeah Now you sees how I'm bringing it Who's the man I heard you singing it I'm red top, blue top brown top, I'm needed underground Non-Stop with this AHK HOP Before It's all said and done I'll be done with what's said like what da blood clot is wrong with dey headz steppin to a rude boy once a dread sucking out your muma fillin your girl wit lead Oh Yeah - now its time for some action gratification and some self satisfaction Im here to rearrange the estranged then widow make niggaz walking in my lane I don't care about who you are or your rap names stick to your government shit cuz yall niggaz are lame With all of this AHK MADNESS my BEATS RAVISH those living LAVISH its time for your CABBAGE I thought my music would civilize my savage until I made this beat and switched up my status as one of one of Brooklyn's Finest Brooklyn's Own AHKDAGOD JIHAD ON THE MICROPHONE BLOWING UP CUZ I'M BAD 2 DA BONE

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD I bet you if I started smoking weed life would be but dream I'd say what I felt instead of saying what I mean like fuck all you bitches, niggaz and your self esteem you'll never be on my level I'm a one man team 37 years straight in God I only trust me one of the realest left on the mic I must be rocking a baldy now but don't call me Mr. Clean and I'm the real reason you work hard for the cream but this just in you'll never be next to me cuz I mapped out my life with more paper than a string then did the impossible without having to sing crossed mad boarders and checked mad kings chess played queens and it didn't cost a thing internationally pimping the Yang and the Yin Merciless on deck like flash to ming I've seen enough shit like Bada Boom Bada Bing V2 You can tell by the way I spit I grind like a fiddle while you hey diddle diddle with the monkey in the middle AHK's on that pocher shit and I'm out to get you then leave you split where the Good Lord Hit you AHKDAGOD JIHAD my Flow will dismiss you no bodybag pine box no tissue no ballons - murals or candlelight vigils just more bums kicking cans rocks and minerals too many butt ass rappers rapping way to skeptical lying on the mic sounding gay and homosexual slug talk and bud talk despicable too many hip hop models in the game just pitiful camera phone thugs trying to look like criminals I aint buying it or your mixtaped lyricals switch up your game if your not doing your thing cuz I've heard it all before like Bada Boom Bada Bing V3 AHK's got the green light niggaz yeah now what you gonna do my bars are the Shit and mad sicker than the flu and I'm highly trained to leave behind clues after offin niggaz one by one crew by crew BROOKLYN'S OWN straight from the zoo running wild now about to break fool exposing the weak weeding out a few niggaz that don't get it in like I do front and center in da street fuck a madison square my flow rolls deep like a kick and a snare I post up in da paint throwing my hands in the air and block mad shots niggas take year to year and even some of these hoes out here be trippin talking bout they sexy looking mad dead and stinking go get a make over even if that's not your thing or change up your game like Bada Boom Bada Bing

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD The tactical way I get down Crushing crowns Brick by brick You fucking with AHK now From Buck Town You betta duck down Before I shut down – the city Shit won’t be pretty Why can’t you feel me I’ll pull back quickly And pop you like a wheely Cracks in the ground Filled with your blood What a pity Run for cover Then yell when you see me Fe Fi Fo Fumn’ niggaz Smelling the pavement Face dragged across the floor On some old’ reckin the stage shit For real I'm telling the story of real niggaz Who don’t conceal triggaz Army over there in East New York Ready to kill for me at Break Neck Speed V2... Concrete Cinderblocks I can’t see em no more 20 stories high I use to watch them fall from kitchen sinks And shot up car doors Headz up in the hood is what we used to call niggaz in the projects Are still fucking bored taggin on walls and Pissin on floors What you know about shit never seen before Unless you from the streets you know That real hard core Brooklyn is what I talk Kings County is what I walk All day reppin New York, New York With the Wally’s on my feet 38 used to defeat Changing laws busting you up in your meat now if you want to step I might have to diss you misplace you with know one left to miss you should've known better than to fuck me knocking you off at Break Neck Speed V3... In the beginning less the ending I captured the speed of sound and became one voice, stimulating my decision, and my choice to grab the microphone tight with mad force leaving the weak behind and dry unlike a cake that’s moist its AHKMEL PHAROD smooth like a Rolls Royce with plenty of power steering as I foist my skills upon those not trying to rejoice instead doubting me like I’m in a band with some boys come on muthafuckaz you can kill that noise I am more like a one-man team with a one man dream that will leap over your whole self-esteem at Break Neck Speed

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD I remember when we first met on your mark I got set I offered you a drink and you said not yet your eye contact had me take a step back in the direction left right left I could tell by your height you had that silhouette and a nice fat pussy I would love to keep wet no hesitation my mouths on deck to eat you like a twizzlah and fuck you like a vet who just came home from IRAQ guarantying to hit that spot on that graffenburg shit girl you better look it up I'm heat seeking your clit until you had enough whenever where ever I'm built tougher then hummer or any Dogde Ram TRUCK Hemi Hemi Haw Hemi Ham Hemi Hey Like Run Dmc Girl walk this way so I can take you to a place that you like to stay after drippn that good shit all over my face leaving your mark like an angel in the snow I'm hooked on you now so Don't Ever Go V2 Figero Figero oh shit this girl got a man but this niggah aint legit do I fall back or I do just hit another one out the park quick like Ken Griff my numbers been called and I'm about to pinch run up in this girl with out making the switch scores tied up in the bottom of the 6th and I just stole home and didn't even flinch 7th inning stretching now all in up this chick about to win the game cause I'm just that swift and suave got your girl calling me searge or better yet charles cuz I'm in Charge and for you Baby girl I know you know that I love your shit like a freak to blow leaving your mark like an angel in the snow I'm hooked on you now so Don't Ever Go V3 last verse and on the real girl you got me wilding rough enough to break New York from Long Island and not a day goes by I'm caught with out smiling or looking to the sky hoping to see you shining caught up in ur rapture what perfect timing you made me a believer like Neil Diamond Neil Diamond Did I just say Neil Diamond I'm feeling mad nice drinking red red wine and sipping on merlot bitting on ur virgo making you oh so hotter than her thermos keeping you blushing and lighter than purple on that moon walking shit like ozone and turbo I'm loving ur touch goosebumping my epidermal your love my love another sex infernal leaving your mark like an angel in the snow I'm hooked on you now so Don't Ever Go

"Free-styled" So follow along, the lyrical riffs are easy.

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD All odds against me making the world sleepy act like you don't need me I now will speak freely before easy line by line I'm extra wet niggaz get ur squeegies and believe me Imma keep it mad greasy sharp like cheddar far from cheesy out of my solar system you niggaz need to leave me the fuck alone before your neck becomes breezy thought I was your dog trying to tease me I don't only bite I mawl because I'm Greedy and I'm always thirsty so past the Fiji so my vocal cords can flow like poland springs or Deer Park burning emcee's to flesh just like Joan of Ark and I'm just that ill finishing what I start On that get back shit as A MAN APART V2. written by AHKMEL PHAROD Back with The realness of my style Even though I'm not trying to go there right now too many stupid muthaphuckaz still asking me how Like Michael Jordan back in the day yeah I WOW'd soared above fake Jakes lamping on fake clouds Haters trying to pull me down now gettin laid the fuck out jaw pieces found on the ground for running off at the mouth before summing up my pounds I use to crush then astound bust a rhyme old school but I'm no Charlie Brown I may even smile then counter clockwise your frown I'm street like lost and found I've been dirty and beneathe da ground so understand that I really don't care cause my muthafuk is still right here with nothing to fear so you better beware after I look into eyes to see if you're scared trying to seeing if your bite is as big as your bark before I reach inside of your chest and take your heart cuz I'm just that ill finishing what I start On that get back shit as A MAN APART V3. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Out of your minds you niggaz must be as a rappers needing a lyrical referees to dish out technicals and penalties when stepping to AHKDAGOD ending all your fantasies especially when I flip and leave behind casualties you see all in my mind I combine thoughts of tragedies and I keeps a RED COAT so run and get your calvery I battle cordless with guillotine lyrics cautionless not another nigga will ever get caught with this technique that deserves more than sponsorships free studio time or a hip hop scholarship my skin is tough and echos like a rhinosauruos thoughts about failure that shits preposterous cuz I'm just that ill finishing what I start on that get back shit as A MAN APART

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD You can call me terrible but better not call me ivan it's AHKMEL PHAROD and I'm live when I pick up the mic and spit that coniving ill type shit that will drop you dead quick no reviving just yellow tape and white chalk for you fakes that thought you can take my position in the first place and for the rest of you bitch niggas make haste before I leave in your moms mouth a bad taste come get some and wind up misplaced found up under your crib no emotion no face stupid muthafuckaz should've none I'm one pace with the speed of a crook in the hood with no chase teflon up above and below the waist to keep niggas off my dick like AIDS and yes now be very afraid to feel more heat on that ass then Lebron James with nowhere to run and I'm to blame for ashying punk niggaz up with that flame 3rd degree pain left in vane found face down little remains fragments pulled out revealed the name of Brooklyn's Own AHKMEL PHAROD who holds no shame no remorse no sympathy just disdain towards all you muthaphuckaz not knowing your lane V2. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD You can sneak a peak at this just a little before I load the clip and cock back the chrome plated nickle aiming not to miss red beam tagin your middle for looking the longest nigga I said just a little now you laying shit because of how my 4.5th did you another hole in one punk bitch for not getting the riddle AHKS got no compassion when its time for blasting Brooklyn's Own easy passing you fake niggas asking yankee hat flashing misreppn your zone I'm attacking leaving innocent by standing yelling hey hey hey - what's happening no surrender no retreat attaching my life to each bullet your ass be catching for thinking the look on my face is from laughing more or less from everlasting Muhammad Ali of these streets wrist wrapping leaving marks on faces that I blacken from all of the residue gunpowder reaction once again AHKS got your spirit packing east west north or south for yapping and running off at the mouth overreacting leaving your bitch ass fast asleep nappin

FREESTYLE'd

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Straight up I am laced up and ready for war no retreat no surrender better lock your doors 1 pace I'm sick and hardcore breaking your jaws with one blow by my microphone less the cord still street packing heat coom ba ya my lord busting off at you fake niggaz breaking laws juvenlile diliquents rapping about more then what they have and seen before lie after lie AHK's here to settle the score leaving mc's for dead face down on the floor assed out and stomped for too much talking should've known by my swag THESE BOOTS ARE MADE 4 WALKING V2. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Still ill with the skills call me terminal Hot like fire torching and burning you Freddy Kruger sharp I'm now concerning you with them scars left on your chest oh yeah I'm learning you chicken head emcee's rotiseree turning you then slicing and cutting you up deboning you snapping your wishbone removing ur cartilage choppin down ur pear tree then eating your partridge bringing the illest shit AHK's one of the HARDEST out of BK tip toppin them charts kid and even though I'm not starving I'm still an artist recycling old school shit taking out the GARBAGE and yeah within this rap shit I've found my niche with more than 99 problems and not one is a bitch I'm telling you man I'm done yapping and talking while I step in THESE BOOTS THAT ARE MADE 4 WALKIN c mon.....

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Phase one of this AHK shit Yeah I said AHK shit Get off my AHK shit If you can’t get on this AHK Shit To the break of dawn with raking your front lawn with that Whatchamacallit that only belongs with them Classics and bad shit making you mad with the way I spit that toxic shit like acid and I know you can’t get enough of this cuz the Dat file is on loop mad continuous bringing you that illa shit how much is that Magilla Gorilla Shit Mad Negative and positive Just like a magnet Still a lil Juvenile w/o the dragnet Flipping was born in me So its automatic and a habit the way I molest the mic after I grab it then do away with all this wack shit soft silky smooth Avon bath shit niggaz I'm Tragic wreaking Havoc handing out hoodies and timbs to re-establish - position yeah hold up - you aint listening your colors got me all hooked up like a fisherman and what part of the game is this again heads rockin bright greens and whites looking Speariment and Man don't let me have to tell it I eat hot dogs but I don't eat sweet relish too many rappers rhyming and begging sounding helpless AHKDAGOD JIHAD born to be offensive leaving all you bum ass niggas senseless and defenseless glocks down no ammunition no aggression no more tough talking and misrepresenting hand cuffin mc's disrespecting one by one lining up and arresting Chorus - Let me give you WHAT YOU'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR V2. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD How can you be you With a lie true to your form You see me I’m not different just a little AHK - norm I can look in the mirror Stare and see nothing wrong Run frantic to myself and still remain calm Can’t be removed like nuclear bombs Or a weapon of mass destruction Found deep in Brooklawn What does it all mean like reading left to right the Koran or a million Muslims Marching on Osama or Sadaam Confused and abused Better ring the alarm Ticking short without the fuse You's about to buy the farm and yeah aint talking about old mcDonald as I am frying you on this track like spit to Ramo or Ramo BROOKLYN OWN'S was his namo still dropping dope rhymes you know that same old same old A true Hero of this Rap Shit Hold the Mayo My home is my heart all night and Dayo Chorus - Let me give you WHAT YOU'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR

V1. Written by Brooklyn's Own AHKMEL PHAROD YEAH AHKS GOT DAT SICK FLOW UH HUH You know you know AHKS GOT DAT SICK FLOW YEAH YEAH AHKS GOT DAT SICK FLOW I'm in DA battle of my life time that's why I still write lines record after record rhyme after rhyme I waste no time I waste no time So define is AHKDAGOD The most High the most rewinded your host unblinded Divine with the Light as in the Walk I shine with Everyday's a new day I'm starting to find and appreciate the state that my minds in New York New York from B.K.L.Y.N reflecting on DA ROOTS and lose ends I'm tying re-energizing cuz I've been gone for so long mesmerizing across borders and waters chart climbing chart topping heart stopping kissed many a girls heart throbbing Celebrity status niggas start clocking you can open ur mouths now and start jocking I'm gonna be here for years AHK POPPIN all you bums AHK BLOCKIN but guess what there's no AHK STOPPIN just AHK KNOCKIN you out the box when AHKS CHOPPIN like PAUL BUNYAN with the AXE and OXEN I'm known all over world AHK HOPPIN - AHK HOPPIN YEAH - YOU KNOW THAT AHKS GOT THAT SICK FLOW

"Free-Styled"

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Back in 99 I found this place on line and this bad Halifax chick who was oh so fine Back when Blackplanet.com changed my life the chittin and the chatting things felt so right and I've never ever been to Canada before only Albany to see NYC no more and that's about how high I've been up north until finding love and being caught Like after I booked my first flight on AIR CANADA traveling through the air non-stop to canada to meet this Nova Scotian woman from Canada who had my head spinning from the states to canada altitude 30,000 feet in the sky ears popping with mad tears in my eyes praying for the pain to stop why oh why until I touched down and looked at her thighs and said yeah she'll be worth it I know for sure your man AHK deserves this so young so ripe so perfect this girl was untouched and thats my word kid I'll be the first and last american that she worships after giving her the business while she's giving me the service I'm international now I'm bout work this all weekend in and out on purpose never nervous Oh YEAH V2. Passport check Customs check my Money's on deck I'm bout to reset and be recognized like a Vietnam vet every time I'm back in town the coochies mad wet I'm hunting it wanting it loving it and tugging it rubbing it hugging it mugging it and snuggin it VIP status now thuggin it AHKMEL PHAROD Brooklyn's Own Straight Gutting it I'm live now chilling waterside no doubting it visiting my new wifey at school Dalhouse'n it picnics on campus I'm the man of the year I like where this is going and I am well prepared proposal one knee I'm no longer scared to leave America for this woman OH YEAH V3. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD 10 years later divorced now I'm in Vancouver on some different shit like Rick the Ruler spreading my love fast and quicker than a tumor nicknamed the Comeback kid larger than a rumor Vancity bound and I'm about to scope a snow bunny downtown on that super duper Canadian Sugar mommas holding me down like whoa never leaving the house unfed and without dough Shopping sprees every day thicking than the snow shoe game on point should've seen all these hoes clocking me up and down from head to toe asking me for my name and if they can blow had to hat-trick these chicks like the Canucks put em all in one room then let my wood chuck chuck cuz how many woods could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood OH YEAH "Come On" X 3

V1. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD I just had to spit to this about this bad chick who tasted LIKE TWIZZLERS strawberry licorice So wet so PHAT So Delicious This chick had me eating like Popeye to spinach a new love AHK Affair penetrating like splinters had me stuck after completing her first sentence a lil hood with it oh so good with it can't wait till my oh so wood hit it deep sea diving I still live when I get in between them thighs make her scream like a siren Call me Chief Red Engine Fireman doing what I know cause what I know what I am I'm baking patty cakes with a lil bit of that Crystal one bite so moist and oh so soft She's book yeah and I'm hook yeah line and sinker together a good look yeah V2. Written by AHKMEL PHAROD Back on the set her Pussy drippin wet panties on float status another mans neglect and for you bum ass dudes why get upset when its your own fault your girls now showing me dat neck unconscious niggaz I'm Bonkers I truck mad pussy like dirt to Tonkaz getting that thourough bread head from Queens to Yonkers I'm a raceway player A Willy Wonka she said I was nuts yeah I'm choc full of em girls know after they see me I'm a start pulling them I'm contagious and a lil AHKragious dangerous with the loving basking robbins mad flavors its senior night and I'm waking up the neighbors straight rugged and raw a real trail blazer A DUM DUM DITTY HARD CORE WITH THE MAJOR ENOUGH TO KEEP YOUR GIRL RUNNING BACK TO HER SAVIOR