addictive rhythm, multiple sensation
motion 2000 taking over the nation

[Verse 3: Apani B. Fly]
Popping up on the horizon—surprising, ain’t it
Got pupils dilated, a single dose is
Concentrated, so calculated times three
Subtract that minus one, and the extract is me
Rapidly firing like Brandon Lee
Emcees under siege. Flip degrees me
Polyrhythm Addictly rapping, contacting like
Uppercuts, busy busting up this ridiculous
Hip hop cover up, not the one to play, buttercup
Hot when flows erupt, chip off the old-school
Block, leaving jaws dropped is my trademarked display
Ten years from today, still be getting airplay
Only make power moves with my family
Brand me musical revolutionary
Underground dignitary, the likes of our
Uncanny, critics just cram to understand me