[Evidence:]
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Yeah, it's E-V, a.k. Ev, you know me, ha ha
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I got love for my people, they showed me that
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Built my, empire, never one struck back
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I show, trust for starters, led by example
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Who work harder? Ha ha ha, you kiddin right?
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Every bing, catchin a flight
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Emergency row, coach, sittin up through the night
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Can't stand, you carried in; ain't earned, you married in
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You ain't a +Hustler+ like Larry Flynt
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Some die violent, rest in peace
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Instead of brew, we pourin out gasoline
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It's a cold world of course, still tryin to breathe
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Tryin to stay on course, in no rush to leave
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JUST, stickin tongue in cheek; and speakin of
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Speak to my peeps in time with the drum
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This the taste to say the least, Weatherman LP
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It's the shape of things to come
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[Chorus: Kobe (Evidence)]
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I have seen, so many pe-ople
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I wonder if they knew my name (I ask myself)
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Af-ter it's all, said and done
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I wonder if they knew my name
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(In case you didn't know, they call me Evidence)
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Af-ter the fame, af-ter the mu-sic fades away
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(Ladies and gentlemen, y'all need to turn it up)
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I see, so many pe-ople
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I wonder if they knew my name
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(It's Evidence, let's go)
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[Evidence:]
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Khalil, you crazy!
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Look - Ev changed his flow, y'all didn't know
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The whole time been capable, waitin on a sign to blow
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Look, listen, observe, witness
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My heart been this since a long time ago
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Sleep with my eyes up, hustle never went down
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Maybe as a juvenile, that's sealed and dried up
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18 turned around, 20/20 focused now
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Fans would support, these haters would dickride us
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Magic was my idol, Bird my rival
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More important than church or bibles when we "Work the Angles"
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They start to bounce, so don't hold me liable
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C-A, rep Lost Angels
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They got it twisted, streets are still danger
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People turn quick, friends become strangers
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One day, this way, next they change up
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Minor leaguers, thinkin they major
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[Chorus: + minor ad lib changes]
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[Evidence:]
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Yeah, more than one hit, on tour at the same time
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More than one chick, more than guns clips
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More you peep, each line is more than punches
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Each rhyme is hungry, didn't pack my lunches
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"Marathon" cats are back, that's longevity
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I might flip, I'm "Serious" as Steady B
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You ain't do it right, we stealin your melody
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Or maybe not, cause John Lennon said "Let it Be"
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Rappers need radio for self-esteem
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I'm on some brand new boombox Radio Raheem
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I wonder if my grind has gone in vain
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I mean it's my time, but are they on my page
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I rap behind the beat but never after the fact
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They put they trust in me, never ever sat back
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Since that day a loop I'm choppin it
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It's make history or sit around watchin it
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Life goes by, pick up and drop habits
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I duck cops, never caught, "The Eyes Have It"
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All said and done I'd do this shit again
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I've seen so many people, I wonder if they know my name
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[Chorus: second half only, minus ad libs]
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All Said & Done
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Evidence |