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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evidence
Evidence
Performer
Conway the Machine
Conway the Machine
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daringer
Daringer
Producer
Eddie Sancho
Eddie Sancho
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Okay, now, let's go, take it slow now, tie him, tie him Yo, yo, yo, what y'all hanging at the back of the court for? Man almost made a shot, alright, let's go, alright, hit Vaughn There you go, all the way, boy, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it I wrote this on an Amsterdam canal I rode a wave and left the ocean dry without a towel Ghetto bastard, ain't no father to this style Father figure, fight the devil like the Golden Child They told me, "Ev, you gon' smell your roses" I told them, "We don't smell the flowers, we just hold our noses" Walking freely, I don't go where I'm supposed to I got my friends, got my enemies, but foes are closer No energy, no maintenance Some are in between, I call these ones acquaintances In life there's some things you can't get over quietly Making shit that's notable, but not for notoriety My hunger never left, my ribs are touching my chest I'm at my best, dictionary definition of fresh A picture of E, place in pole position is me Hit the throttle then decide where I'm intended to be So what the fuck? Ayo, we moving on up We rappers is role models, we rap, we don't think We-we rap, we-we-we We rappers is role models, we rap, we don't think We rap, we-we-we Ayo, we moving on up We rappers is role models, another day another buck It never stops, so I never stop chasing my dream As the world keep turning, only say what I mean That's a good destiny (hahaha) Yeah, right, okay This looks like a big joint, lick it and smoke it (hahahaha) I think there was two of these, and you smoked the other one I wrote this on the first thing I could find to write it On an envelope, I never opened up inside it I'm a writer, so my hand is guided I don't fight it, attract the company that I invited It's from a higher source (yea) and I of course am enlightened Bringing all the thunder and the lightning Wondering about the moves I made and all the shade I curved It's like they don't react to actions, they relate to words Learned my patterns and my habits, made adjustments Just enough so I can say I trust them (no) I'm a drummer, so I make percussion Never hurry, so I'm never rushing Except my blood, different discussion Always into something, no stopping when I'm emptying And always into something like Dr. Dre and MC Ren Never at the function, they know just where I'm going to An open book, I'd like to tell you what I'm going through Ayo, we moving on up We rappers is role models, we rap, we don't think We rap, we-we-we-we We rappers is role models, we rap, we don't think We rap, we rap, we rap Ayo, we moving on up We rappers is role models, another day another buck It never stops, so I never stop chasing my dream As the world keep turning, always say what I mean And what about my dreams? City of the angels Rescued by a man who is no angel And who's that? You (E-V) Look, I wrote this in my basement, smokin', facin' (ha) Drinking this Henny straight, I don't do chasers (not at all) In many states, I still got open cases In any case, have your shit straight when you approach a gangster (uh-huh) We broke in places, pistol-whip Lyor with broken faces (hold up) Teeth fucked up, you gon' need braces (ha) Prolly a few missing, there's gon' be spaces (hahahaha) I go to places where you need your toast and drove a spaceship (uh-huh) Your flow is basic, think you're fucking with me, you smokin', basin' I've been low on patience with these rappers, yeah, I've grown impatient (yeah) The pole is blazin', I slide on niggas like stolen bases (boom, boom, boom, boom) God blessed me with opportunity, they hope I waste it I don't know why niggas be so focused on hopeless hatin' (ha) Niggas ain't even relevant, me and Evidence most prevalent (uh-huh) The flow is heaven sent, it's evident (wadup?) The most benevolent, rocking my Fashion Rebel lettermen (woo) Got duct tape and rope in the same trunk I keep a shovel in (talk to 'em) Yeah, and now we movin' on up We rappers is role models, we rap, we don't think We-we rap, we-we We rappers is role models, we rap, we don't think We-we rap, we-we We rappers is role models, we-we We rappers is role mod-models We rap-we rap-we rap, we don't think We-we rap, we-we rap, rap We-we-we-we, we don't think We-we rap-rap-we don't We-we-we-we don't think We-we rap, we rap Rappers is role-role-role-role models We rap-rap-rap, we rap-rap-rap We don't, we don't, we-we don't think With where we're going, you know, with the sound The actual sound Um, and what I wanted to do was, was to develop a sound Again, I come from the belief Knowing who you are and having your own signature Is the most important thing to do as an artist
Writer(s): Michael Perretta, Thomas A. Paladino, Demond Price Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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