Seven Steps Behind

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Apani] Deaf and blind to all dumb rappers, capture 'em in sound- -proof bubbles, keep that dumb shit muffled. Above-average Individuals stellar, non-savage Love living right on the rise but not lavish, dodge Madness, rip stages and vanish, feminine, not man-ish But manage to manhandle matters that get hectic Backtrack steps like dyslexics, maintain Bird's eye perspective above rhetoric, settle Scores with wit flipped from the tip, scripts mixed With paradox, drop-kick a verse, send it flying Over treetops, bust a nigga lopsided on The other side of the map just to let him know where I'm at [Verse 2: Shabaam Sahdeeq] I'll make 'em move their feet, incredible heat soften The tar on the street when I glide over beats, making Sneakers stick to the concrete, I bomb fleets Leave heaps of trash emcees tall like the Rockies Mockeries, them cats on wax, they're carbon copies I see 'em in the clubs, on the streets, and on beats, watching we They smile in your face, they try to lace you I see it in their facial. Cats? They stay jelly I do this here for the love of music, money's secondary Skip the preliminaries—let's get it on, baby I'll mash it up and add the gravy. Maybe we can make it Happen so glorious, Polyrhythm world tour [Hook: Joc Max] Yo, the Polys Rhyme while most emcees waste their time They define exactly what it takes to shine line after Line, I'm sure that these cats can blow your mind Footprints in the sand, y'all seven steps behind. Uh huh, the Polys Rhyme while most emcees waste their time They define exactly what it takes to shine line after Line, I'm sure that these cats can blow your mind Footprints in the sand, y'all seven steps behind [Verse 3: Kriminul] Yo, outfitted, we roll with it, double-digit lyrics, spit it Rapidly, you feel it hard as acrylic. For real, it's a pleasure Whenever we drop treasures, extreme measures, lessons Of composition verbalized and then sever heads Brethren, we're taking US to UK When my crew sprays, spells "Doomsday," what did his tomb say? "Stupid rapper lacking content and subject matter" Insufficient data when he rhymed, he made the crowd scatter Make the crowds gather, we the opposite, bring apocalypse In many shapes and form. What I spit, it ain't the norm. It's like A killer swarm off of Africa attacking your vernacular All Maxed, I'm made from scratch, Krim and Polyrhythmats [Verse 4: Mr. Complex] For real, you're lucky I decided to become an M-C- O-M-P-LEX, Lex Not like auto 'cause you could be brand-new one day and crash The next while Complex remains immortal as long as you hit The red button and stop fronting on the pause The cause is good, the floors is wood but they tremble 'cause you assemble 'Cause you resemble a herd of cattle. Heard you wanna Battle, but you could battle yourself 'til you cause a war. We laugh While you toot your horn. You get torn from the morn', you get Born from the porn, so don't frazzle with me while I Poly the rhythm, the rebel, then the Addicts And just like Spike's first strike, She's Gotta Have It [Hook: Joc Max] The Polys Rhyme while most emcees waste their time They define exactly what it takes to shine line after Line, I'm sure that these cats can blow your mind Footprints in the sand, y'all seven steps behind. Yo, the Polys Rhyme while most emcees waste their time They define exactly what it takes to shine line after Line, I'm sure that these cats can blow your mind Footprints in the sand, y'all seven steps behind [Outro: Samples with Scratches by Joc Max] "Live and direct in your eardrum" (x6)