Akali jumped in with a beat on her tongue,
two rappers closed in, their verses unsung.
One spat, βAll night, girl, weβll make you sweat,β
she laughed, βBoys, trust meβyouβre not there yet.β
Her rhyme cut quick, the crowd went insane,
but the rappers just smirked, unfazed by her flame.
When the bass dropped hard, they moved in slowβ
and Akaliβs sly grin said, βDamnβ¦ maybe Iβll go.β