[Verse 1: Tokyo Japanese-accented male MC, heavy boom drums, sharp plucked koto riff, cold precise Tokyo flow] New in the city since the cherry trees were bare Saturday cypher by the tracks, everybody there Big talk, big chains, big circle, big noise Little man in a black coat standin' with the boys First man finish, he is lookin' at me sideways I step in the middle and I bow the Tokyo way Yoroshiku, I say, and the circle start to laugh Somebody yell he lost, somebody film it for the gaffe Okay, I let 'em laugh, I let it ring around the wall Then I open up my mouth and I apologize to all [Hook: Tokyo Japanese-accented male MC, full beat, cold Tokyo hook] Sumimasen, excuse me, comin' through I apologize first for what I'm 'bout to do Bow to the circle, then I take the room Excuse me, excuse me, now there's no excuse for you [Verse 2: Tokyo Japanese-accented male MC, fan snap on the snare with every bow, deep sub bass, cold precise Tokyo flow] First one, I took him apart with a sliver of a smile Never raised my voice, kept it level all the while Second one stepped up with his hat turned to the back I said sorry, then I took his whole style off the rack Third one came heated, he was pointin' at my chest I bowed a little lower and I laid him down to rest Every bar a little cut, every cut a little clean Like a chef with the knife that you never even seen They were laughin' at the bow, now the bow is what they fear 'Cause the deeper that I go, the less of them is here [Bridge: Tokyo Japanese-accented male MC, sharp plucked koto riff, heavy boom drums] Ikuzo, I tell myself, but I never tell them Manners is a blade if you hold it by the stem In my city we say sorry 'fore we ever take a thing So you know that I mean it when I apologize and swing [Verse 3: Tokyo Japanese-accented male MC, the fan snap cracking on every bar, cold precise Tokyo flow] Now the circle real quiet and the phones are pointin' down Ain't nobody left to step in, ain't nobody makin' sound I bow to the last one, I bow to the crowd I bow to the tracks and the train goin' loud Sumimasen, I told you, I said it from the start Every sorry was a warnin', every bow was a part [Hook: Tokyo Japanese-accented male MC, full beat, the fan snap still cracking, cold Tokyo hook] Sumimasen, excuse me, comin' through I apologize first for what I'm 'bout to do Bow to the circle, then I take the room Excuse me, excuse me, now there's no excuse for you [End]
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