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