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Evidence

"Opinions May Vary"

[Verse 1: Oh No]
Aiyo, pardon my French, f*ck anybody not f*cking with this (f*ck!)
Start up the disc, suicide, cut up your wrist
Like a cheap watch, your weed spot something like this
Local dime bags from some dirty nickel dime slicks
Dice shook with shady hands, why gamble that risk?
Dealing feces go, go examine that sh*t
Like man, you are sick, but you are not as sick as the niche
Of these n*ggas not even quarters but dying to get rich
Will lie to their click, cheat, steal to survive in this b*tch
Then fight with their chick, the same time deny he a snitch
The lie on his di*k, but ain’t nobody buying that sh*t
They just waiting to find him driving when they ride in they whip
Clyde with the dip, them ballers gonna fly when they hit
Defy gravity, super conductor from the slip
They all mad at me, ain't nothing y'all do from the rip
It’s all strategy, you need a vacation then trip
Gangrene

[Hook]
f*ck y’all doing? It’s only right that I address this
Why ask what? Why ask what?

[Verse 2: Rakaa]
Existentialist in my temple
I shook the world with Etch-a-Sketch force, then sketched a masterpiece with a pencil
That’s how lead fires, ink that black, crispy outlines
UFO, ancient aliens, is how their head flies
With my red eyes, heavy squinting just to let light in
Learn the handshake, step right in
ATF, DEA wanna check my pen
It can stick a fiend's heart and jump start adrenaline
At minimum it's a spark, backyard like a national park
Animal sightings, heavy lighting but the flashes are dark
Everyone’s an expert until the classes start
Ask them who the best is then watch the clashes start
I’ll smack animated stars out your head
With the Shaka Zulu, Sun Tzu strategy one two
Boom bip, rescue the princess and jump the broomstick
Lunatic, on that dark side of the moon sh*t

[Hook]
f*ck y’all doing? It’s only right that I address this
Why ask what? Why ask what?

[Verse 3: The Alchemist]
Spray words and let the krylon drip
Crowd surfing, b*tches tugging on my jersey made the nylon rip
Dance over rhythms like a fly on sh*t
Keep the yarmulke diagonal, play the avenue
Real verse like a 48 bar acapella feature from Maganoo with Timbo on a bow flex
The spliff that I finesse resemble Kotex
Hold down the west Ferraris jet
My vision is slightly tinted due to the lens on the Cartie specs
ODB face, elephant briefcase
Sweepstakes, I’m on the grill like Geno with the cheesesteaks
Stay with a pigeon like reed space, cooking the freebase
Hard to get it off my clothes, take my jacket to the laundromat
It still leaves a discrete trace
Camaro got metallic windows, leather finish without a pimple
b*tches swanging off the phallic symbol
Lick off a shot through the roof, blow out his shingle, peel off bumping "Latin Lingo"

[Hook]
f*ck y’all doing? It’s only right that I address this
Why ask what? Why ask what?

[Verse 4: Evidence]
Are you number one? Depends who you asking
Who, who, who? That’s for owls in the Aspens
Why do rappers rap in past tense? It's veteran
They think De La Soul and David Letterman
That wasn't fact checked but I go off
Got a fat check, where’s deep end? And dove off
Weekends were...down by the beaches blurred
They come and go, but you could never put a leash on a bird
You never know if you never go out of the zone where you comfortable
Where you come from?
I sing the role of the unsung out the dungeons of rap
Where cats don’t make it back and run from
I got a gun and arose to the world
I come undone, shooting all under the Sun
I'm gassing, stingers, bulletproof wallets
Money on top of my heart if they want it

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