Artist: Evidence Album: Cats & Dogs Song: To Be Continued... Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com ("Oh don't worry, it's just a little evidence...") Roll the red carpet out ("You oughta give him a CRAZY praise!") [Evidence] Ten Commandments, 24 hours The 13th floor was missin in the towers Hmm, I thought I shouldn't be here but 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 goin (Still goin...) Each word is the church and minister Approach, I coerced the listener, so listen up Gettin park bench rhythms up, 'til I vision the flow, I stay at home, sitting visitor Radio, I visit stations nights It's kinda like they fuckin visitation rights (right) This ain't the place for my face in lights I'm type driven living in a fuckin shadowless life Uh, I dilate like pay attention Slow Flow just arose when mentioned 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 Talkin slick to three chicks on text at one time ("Hey!") I've seen shattered words, they left broken pieces Lines undone, half uncompleted To be continued, dot dot dot Cliffhanger, my life is like I'm scalin the rocks and it's on [Chorus: cut and scratched by DJ Revolution] "Hard rock, hard-hittin, hip-hop hard-CORE~!" <- D.M.C. ("Make some noise, for one of the illest cats On the microphone, and the production boards - EVIDEEENCE!") [Evidence] I spit that oxygen fire, stillt he illest high I spit that fly for now and feel it when it's live Move the crowd, got tools for the reddest eyes Gettin cabbage, my man, until the lettuce dries I'm fully up to task to pull the woolie over my face into a mask; location, don't even ask It's like, "Damn, another day in the life..." I keep wakin up from the previous night Vaction, I don't take it often I see parking lots stages and buses with bunks like coffins Clear customs with weed in my Levi's The penalty was death but +Dodge Magnum P.I.+ Waddup people? Happy 4th of July In my street, every year, they fuckin light up the sky I get the beat, never hear what they want me to write From the beach to the block, still bangin at night Let's GO~! [Chorus]