[Verse 1: Apani]
Yo, I know who I am, where I been, what I’m doing
Things I seen made me keen, take my cue from crews and zoom in
Pursuit of first place, attack with grace
At a glance, not moving, striking from lowest position
Open-fisted combat, special move combos
Make head-body contact. Agile, I’m black, jungle
Cats slide back to the shadows ‘cause I’m like a
Mirage, melt into camouflage, stealth in
My whole aspect—respect me. Self-taught
Brand of dialect, technique complete, spit the words
Abusing obtuse angles, verbal assault
Mangle. Handle with caution the city-plotting vandal
Resize guys who get big into portions
Technical, an author of classic-style portraits
Armed like swordfish, sting like an eel, give future shock
Block and counter with knuckle-plated steel
[Hook: Sara Kana]
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everywhere you look, I’m closing in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I’m gonna get ya
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everywhere you look, I’m closing in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I’m gonna get ya
[Verse 2: Apani]
Time’s up
I lost my patience, disavowed our relations
By the nun, practice tactics perfected by ancient
Warrior codes, calligraphy scrolls. Spot me in the folds
On exterior, seem some dude attitude superior
Ruler fearing ya. I’m just like you
But smarter, work harder, slice sharper
Territory marker, more than just a rapper: self-biographer
A daughter, sun-sign Gemini, air
On the cusp of water, moonrise Taurus, shapeshift
To change to vapor and suffocate ya. I’m CO2
More cutthroat than you, rage of ill repute
Cobra-swift, stick ‘em up—salute! Off-the-chain
Like nunchucks—can’t fuck with this, so why
Attempt, god? Transparent like glass jaws
Fraudulent and flawed? This is torture call for y’all
Thought Apani was done? Think about it some more
[Hook: Sara Kana]
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everywhere you look, I’m closing in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I’m gonna get ya
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everywhere you look, I’m closing in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I’m gonna get ya
[Verse 3: Apani]
Spot me
Everywhere you look, influence anywhere you go
Indie idol on the alter, mega-trending, I’m descending like
A parachute, rendezvous with my team, rock army
Green, hit the ground running, sprint like wolverine stampede
Victory is in my reach. Impede speech
Like drain stoppers, capture hostage after hostage
Smack fire out faggots who ass-smuggle sausage
No struggle, no options, lights out. All imposters
Slowly stifle your essence of skills with jewels
Y’all will all be peasants, derelict with no residences
Lack a pot to piss in while I sit in my castle
Engineering scripts to multiply my capital
[Hook: Sara Kana]
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everywhere you look, I’m closing in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I’m gonna get ya
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everywhere you look, I’m closing in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I’m gonna get ya
[Interlude: Apani]
Ha, what? Yeah, yeah. In the warzone. Yo, you got me Lyric? You know what spot means? Uh, yeah, yeah, DJ. Celph Titled. Mic-spitting. Q-Boro. Sons of Life. That’s my people. Yeah. Queens, BK, Pharoahe, Apani
[Outro: Scratches by Evad:e]
“Let it out”
