Circuit.V.Panther is the stage name of Yoshikazu Yahiro, and also the name … Read Full Bio ↴Circuit.V.Panther is the stage name of Yoshikazu Yahiro, and also the name he used in his short solo career after the first SEX MACHINEGUNS hiatus. C.V.P has released two instrumental albums during this time, Sexy Finger (2003), and Sexy Finger II (2004). As he has often said, his stage name was created from the place he was born and raised (Mie prefecture, where there is Suzuka's racing "circuit"), his favorite guitarist (Steve Vai, in which homage he adopted the letter V.) and his look (many people think he looks like a "panther", especially when he has pink-dyed hair).

In March 2006 C.V.P and two other members left the Japanese metal band SEX MACHINEGUNS to pursue other musical interests, and formed the band "Cycle" in December 2006. He now simply refers to himself as "Panther".

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Circuit.V.Panther Lyrics

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Fast lane bag gang big F-L-B-G
Ain’t jumpin in dis lane if you ain’t rock wit no heat heat
I do my thang without it you could get yo ass beat beat
If I catch you with the gang then nigga gettin straight feet feet
Knock a nigga teeth up outta his shit he look like D Z
Shit now we bouta bring them hammas out he talkin repeat
Hit the block double back we finna let these bitches reheat
All a nigga know is win we ain’t accepting no defeats

We sendin them betta keep that talkin too a minimum
Semi automatic twenty one it got a Cinnabon
Still wit extra clips in dis bitch yea we fillin em
My nigga ,you my muthafuckin brotha that’s the synonym
Hatin cuz he broke wit no hope bro he been a bum
Niggas runnin round talkin smoke till we hit a lung
Me an P on bike or on feet cuz they owe us some
Niggas talk a lot wit no heat he betta toat him one
We gettin to da money nigga... dats shit we do up ona regular
Fast lane bag gang we don’t got no competitors
Remember hella days down bad now we hella up
Fuck yo time my niggas time shine ain’t no compare to us
Cold nigga pole grippa rep that nickel bold nigga
Say the game is never told an now my raps sold nigga
Bitches on me like I’m famous I just need a pole licka
Den get off me when I’m done an now go be a dough flippa
Can’t sit around broke ain’t no handouts from no nigga
Had to get it on our own we got it off the flo nigga
Free my brody out that jam bro he a known set trippa
Niggas ever know is on you know I’m gone step witcha
Make a way seem like don’t nobody wanna see you great
No money in dis hood shit ima go see bout these interstates
No food if I eat out I jus put hundreds on my dinner plate
No new ones in my space these extra niggas they jus ina way
Hand we was dealt you be surprised how we even here today
Smart we had played circle small an kept it ona waist
Tryna touch bands won’t hesitate to put in ya face
Fuck wit the lane they down to camp up in a nigga place
Got hella shit bro I can give a fuck about yo relevance
A solid few cant fuck wit hella niggas they start tellin it
Fuck the laws I grew up round them dogs we be rebellion shit
Skinny nigga standing tall with presence of a elephant
We gettin to da money nigga... dats shit we do up ona regular
Fast lane bag gang we don’t got no competitors
Remember hella days down bad now we hella up
Fuck yo time my niggas time shine ain’t no compare to us
We gettin to da money nigga... dats shit we do up ona regular
Fast lane bag gang we don’t got no competitors

Remember hella days down bad now we hella up
Fuck yo time my niggas time shine ain’t no compare to us

Overall Meaning

The song "Air" by Circuit.V.Panther is a rap song that mainly focuses on money, getting to the top of the game, and overcoming adversity. The opening lines set the tone for the rest of the song, with the artist expressing that he is part of a notorious "Fast lane bag gang" and anyone who doesn't come prepared could face severe consequences. The language and style of verse are quite aggressive and assertive, with lines detailing the use of weapons and violent acts. The artist talks about the different challenges he and his crew had to overcome, including poverty, lack of opportunities, and discrimination.

As the song progresses, he lays out that they are now getting the money, and no one can compare to them. They have left their past behind and come out on top, with a circle of trusted individuals, and are determined to stay there. The chorus repeats the line, "We getting to da money nigga, that's s*** we do on a regular, fast lane bag gang, we don't got no competitors."

The song provides insight into the hardships and challenges faced by young black men in America and how they are trying to overcome them through illegal means. It also represents the harsh, violent reality of the rapper's experience and the dog-eat-dog world of gang life in contemporary American society.

Line by Line Meaning

Fast lane bag gang big F-L-B-G
We're a fast-moving group of money-making individuals in the game

Ain’t jumpin in dis lane if you ain’t rock wit no heat heat
If you're not armed, don't bother stepping onto our turf

I do my thang without it you could get yo ass beat beat
I don't need a weapon to handle you, but I will if I have to

If I catch you with the gang then nigga gettin straight feet feet
If I see you with the crew and you're not wanted, you're getting beat up

Knock a nigga teeth up outta his shit he look like D Z
I'll punch you in the face so hard that you'll resemble D Z

Shit now we bouta bring them hammas out he talkin repeat
If he keeps talking, we're going to bring out our firearms and repeat the violence

Hit the block double back we finna let these bitches reheat
We're going to return to the block and let these guns reheat before we bring the violence again

All a nigga know is win we ain’t accepting no defeats
All we know is winning, we don't accept losing

We sendin them betta keep that talkin too a minimum
We're sending a message to everyone to keep the talking to a minimum

Semi automatic twenty one it got a Cinnabon
I have a semi-automatic with twenty-one rounds, and it's as sweet as a Cinnabon

Still wit extra clips in dis bitch yea we fillin em
I'm still carrying extra ammunition because we're fully prepared for any situation

My nigga ,you my muthafuckin brotha that’s the synonym
You're my brother, that's the only way to say it

Hatin cuz he broke wit no hope bro he been a bum
He's hating because he's broke and hopeless, he's been a bum

Niggas runnin round talkin smoke till we hit a lung
These guys are talking about smoking us until we hit one of their lungs

Me an P on bike or on feet cuz they owe us some
I'm with P and we're either on bikes or on foot because they owe us something

Niggas talk a lot wit no heat he betta toat him one
If someone talks a lot but isn't armed, they better get a weapon

We gettin to da money nigga... dats shit we do up ona regular
We're always making money, it's what we do regularly

Fast lane bag gang we don’t got no competitors
We're the only gang in this lane, no competition

Remember hella days down bad now we hella up
Remember when we were struggling? Now we have plenty of money

Fuck yo time my niggas time shine ain’t no compare to us
We don't care about your time, we're too busy shining and there's no comparison to us

Cold nigga pole grippa rep that nickel bold nigga
I'm a cold guy who holds a pole and represents the nickel boldly

Say the game is never told an now my raps sold nigga
They say the game is never told, but my lyrics have been selling

Bitches on me like I’m famous I just need a pole licka
Girls are all over me like I'm famous, but I really just need someone to hold my gun

Den get off me when I’m done an now go be a dough flippa
Then they leave me alone when I'm finished and go back to working with their dough

Can’t sit around broke ain’t no handouts from no nigga
I can't just sit around broke waiting for handouts

Had to get it on our own we got it off the flo nigga
We had to get our money on our own, we got it off the streets

Free my brody out that jam bro he a known set trippa
My friend is in jail, he's a well-known gang member

Niggas ever know is on you know I’m gone step witcha
I'll always have your back, you know I'm going to step up and help you out

Make a way seem like don’t nobody wanna see you great
It can seem like no one wants to see you become successful

No money in dis hood shit ima go see bout these interstates
There's no money in the neighborhood, so I'm going to check out the highways

No food if I eat out I jus put hundreds on my dinner plate
If I go out to eat, I'm only putting down big bills on the dinner plate

No new ones in my space these extra niggas they jus ina way
I don't want any new people in my life, these extra guys are just in the way

Hand we was dealt you be surprised how we even here today
Considering the cards we were dealt, you'd be surprised we made it this far

Smart we had played circle small an kept it ona waist
We played it smart and kept our circle small, always carrying our weapons on our waist

Tryna touch bands won’t hesitate to put in ya face
If you're trying to steal our money, we won't hesitate to put our guns in your face

Fuck wit the lane they down to camp up in a nigga place
If you mess with our gang, we're ready to set up camp in your territory

Got hella shit bro I can give a fuck about yo relevance
I have a lot of stuff, I don't care about your importance

A solid few cant fuck wit hella niggas they start tellin it
Only a select few can hang with us, the rest will snitch

Fuck the laws I grew up round them dogs we be rebellion shit
I don't care about the laws, I grew up around criminals and we rebel against them

Skinny nigga standing tall with presence of a elephant
Even though I'm skinny, I have the presence and strength of an elephant