Celph Titled - Spot Me (Radio) lyrics

[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