Lyrics The Evidence

The Evidence

To Be Continued...

Ten commandments, twenty-four hours

The thirteenth floor was missing in the towers

Hm, I thought I shouldn't be here

I stayed an extra day because they said it's Leap Year

Who's the wolf in sheep's clothing?

Fuck it, the rabbit hit the drum and kept going

Each word is the church and minister

Approach, I coerce the listener so listen up

Kicking park bench rhythms up till I visual a flow

I stay at home sick and visit her

Radio, I visit station nights

It's kinda like their fucking visitation rights

This ain't the place for my face in lights

I'm tight driven living in the fucking shadowless life

I dilate like pay attention

Slow flow just to I didn't die lately, I just slept on bed springs

Can't define people, I just see dead things

It ain't just rap, I body ladies in one line

Talking slick to three chicks on text at one time

My scene shattered words, they left broke in pieces

Lines undone, half uncompleted

To be continued dot dot dot

Cliff hanger, my life is like I'm scaling a rock

And it's on

I spit that oxygen fire, still the illest high

I spit that fly for now and feel it when it's live

Move the crowd, got tools for the reddest eyes

Getting cabbage my man until the letters dry

I'm fully up to the task to pull the wooly over my face

Into a masked location, don't even ask

It's like damn another day in the life

Like keep waking up from the previous night

Vacation, I don't take it often

I see parking lot stages and buses with bunks like coffins

Clear customs with weed in my Levis

The penalty was death but dodged Magnum PI

What up People, happy Fourth of July

On my street every year they fucking light up the sky

I get the beat nothing here, what they want me to write?

From the beach to the block, still banging at night