[Scratches Babu] Filthyfilthy from the ground on up 3x Filthyfilthyfilthy.... [Encore] Steppin into the next level Adjacent to my main man leavin, uneven steps amongst the wasteland Casing joints wit ballpoint pestilance Takin you through desolate zones through micphones Wit eyes like that of a cyclone So it dont matter what pad you write on You better off writin home to ma duke ? jukes loose like the sweetness On some devious, distinguished, verbally leaders [Evidence] Yo treat us wit respect, for the boomerang effect Is in existence, dont get too close, I keep my distance For instance, the clones who put out records for loans And gassed egos and videos rhymin on phones Blue and yellow make green, Im airtight I write wit stocktips on black with offwhite Im good wit secrets, but with lighters, never trust us Cat whos forever in debt to Blockbusters [Scratching] Filthy from the ground on up Evidence Encore I keep it hotter than the next Filthyfilthy from the ground on up When I plan my attack, I doubt that youre ready Filthy from the grgrground on up Encore Wit Evidence and Babs Filthyfilthy from the ground on up When I plan my attack, I doubt that youre ready [Evidence] Yo sharp and precise, lays a gamma knife To your mental, fry your brain to vegetables for Emeril Cook the hot shit, armlock the drop kick The Main Event, Work The Angles, Triple Optic Evidence, more loosely to the fact Yo I gain selfesteem by esteemable acts Back wit the axe and slice tracks in half Slice you down to particles, yo shorty get the mask Feel the bass at your feet, the trebles at your face Yo Kurt EQs the midrange to wrap around your waist Yo I blow spots hot, volcano lava rock Molten metal, full throttle on the pedal tires screech Create, hit the weed, cover a song Is how rappers get down and the reason shit is wrong Those who wear out the welcome to me are straight femmes Name is Evidence in English, and Evidence in French I get filthy! [Scratching] [Encore] Wit each speed I explore Still shitty metaphore an Core keeps you open like a door picked wit the porchnit Bring like heroes to courtship, I treat it like a cheap trick Hit it raw dog, abort the kids whotry to be us See this camp aint for you champ Dont understand how these rappers get pampered By lazy asses, abusin food stamps They tossin shit like loose scrap Dudes rap, get used once, too many bodies on em, anybody want em? If so, come in, plummet to the depths of the soul No evidence of rest, impressin, its just breath control Black as coal, ?provomic? diamond studded See verbally Im iced down, too heavy and sharp to lug it Yo hip hops lone Rolling Stone wit no known offspring so Biters are bastards, clones get played like The Masters After bust, then Ev hook the beat up To Roc like Raida, wit face thats Ed up To futuristic gift of Glock lasers, top praises as I set it Dunns get stunned wit phonetics Hey, my taser weighs a ton Yo make em run, Core What for, theyd rather stand still They still feel the cold kill up in 61thrill, still filthy [Scratching]
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