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