[Verse 1: Apani]
Yo, I know who I am, where I been, what I'm doin'
Things I seen made me keen, take my cue from crews and zoom in
Pursue the first place, attack with grace
At a glance, not movin', strikin' 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, melted to camouflage
Stealth in my whole aspect—respect me
Self-taught, random dialect, technique complete
Spit the words, abusing obtuse angles
Verbal a**ault mangle. Handle with caution: the city-caught vandal
Resize guys who get big into portions
Technical, a author of cla**ic-style portraits
Armed like swordfish, sting like an eel
Feel future shock, block and counter with knuckle-plated steel
[Hook: Apani] (x2)
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everyway you look, I'm closin' 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, disavow 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
[Rule of?] fearin' 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
Shaft shift 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 f** with this
So why attempt, god? Transparent like gla** jaws
Fraudulent and flawed. This is torture call for y'all
Thought Apani was done? Think about it some more
[Hook: Apani] (x2)
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everyway you look, I'm closin' 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 descendin' like a parachute
Rendezvous with my team, rock army-green
Hit the ground runnin', sprint like wolverine stampede
Victory is in my reach—impede speech
Like drain stoppers, capture hostage after hostage
Smack fire out f*ggots who a**-smuggle sausage
No struggle, no options, lights out—all imposters
Slowly stifle your essence of sk**s with j**els
Y'all will all be peasants, derelict with no residences
Lack a pot to piss in while I sit in my castle
Engineerin' scripts to multiply my capital
[Hook: Apani] (x2)
Face-to-face standoffs, spot me on the frontline
Everyway you look, I'm closin' in
Hand-to-hand combat, spot me in the warzone
Anywhere you run, I'm gonna get ya
[Outro: 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 spittin'. Qboro, sons of life—that's my people. Yeah. Queens, B.K., Pharoahe, [?]
"Let it out" – With scratches from Evad:e