Yo, you better plan ahead, gather your thoughts I'm not gonna be the one wit no chair when the music stops The Orange Agent has just moved to your block An' gone headhuntin', blame Herbie Hancock
Hard to get at, yo, vocally serious Never stress myself out, treat songs like interludes Drum patterns are primitive, Evidence, the derivative Of what the late '80s an' early '90s had to give
Dilated Peoples, far from tentative Caress this microphone, stay home an' take your sedative I know our Platform is built on strong foundation My 'Last Line of Defense', I keep a ace in the hole
On patrol, so balanced with no topic The Weatherman lands at high noon, ready to drop shit Could freestyle better or maybe rap faster But sound clash wit us? Don't do that, you flirt with disaster
Evidence of the war Don't ever lose sight of this fact The last line of defense Evidence, when it comes to blood an' rap It's lyrical combat
Back up in it
The Sagittarius with flows in various Types of pipes an' green to keep me high At thirty-thousand feet, yo, my heart starts poundin' So I rarely fly, intentional groundin'
Make my rounds to towns, kill 'em in order I'm equipped to blow shows an' turn kids out wit corners With ease, I flow slow like growth on palm trees An' set trends more than femmes could split ends
I'm makin' power moves, in fact as I speak now Do my best to re-enforce the motto 'Milk the cow' Make that dough for too many's the main concern I say make the right music, then your money's earned
Share the wealth with Babu an' Iriscience My death might be a tragedy, my life will be a triumph Go focus on the star, the man who won the Heisman Trophy would be broken, forget it, credit the linesman
Evidence of the war Don't ever lose sight of this fact The last line of defense When it comes to blood an' rap, it's lyrical combat The last line of defense
Evidence, don't ever lose sight of this fact The last line of defense When it comes to blood an' rap, it's lyrical combat The last
Yo, critique my mic techniques live, I cartage this You didn't think I had what it takes in my esophagus? A cat like you, yo, your show sounds hot for real Of course it does, standin' still
Yo, I dig your little pace, you're walkin' forth at best At that rate, on tour dates, I hope you never run outta breath I'm Evidence, Mike Peretta, head commander Both of my names like Gary Shandling's Larry Sanders
When I say, âNowâ, this will take out in an instant Wherever I go, my caravan goes like Vincent But Ev at Princeton, they won't follow good So I shock this microphone an' split a tree trunk to hollow wood
The last line of defense, set your precedence Set your standard, make it known you own your throne Yo, the last is when you hit 'em just enough to leave a gash In time, the wound will heal, rest assure they'll make it known
Who threw the heat an' felt the blast? Who gave the answers an' what questions are asked? Are your favorite artists borin' you? That shit don't make sense Call Evidence, 'The Last Line Of Defense'
Evidence of the war Don't ever lose sight of this fact The last line of defense Evidence, when it comes to blood an' rap It's lyrical combat, the last line of defense