Evidence - 10,000 Hours lyrics

[Scratches – DJ Premier:] (Evidence) (is at the door) What's up (with the dope rhyme that I kick) (Evidence) (is at the door) (With the dope rhyme that I kick) Yeah, uh (Now it's time for me to make my impression felt) [Evidence:] I was guarded as an artist from the first day I started I lowered my voice deep and tried to rap hardest Thinking back, I wasn't letting 'em in Even when they're knocking at the door and telling me to win I felt like losing, like, “How could I be worthy”? My friends did it big and my friends did it early Met a lot of people I admired, inspired by their talent I looked the other way if they was criminal or violent Mic stand booth in the [?] Pantyhose from my mother clothes, and I lay a bar Lay 'em all together, then I make a song, feeling like I made a hit Go to cla**, play the sh**, the day is what you make of it (f**ing crazy) I make it mine 'cause my eyes are open ‘Cause no one will do it for ya, so I keep 'em peeled and scoping As an ode to my mom, what the camera's shooting solo While my fans wait for music leaving comments on a photo [Scratches – DJ Premier:] (Now it's time for me to make my impression felt) [Evidence:] Same vinyl crates, but I'm coming up with new flips On my cla**ic, like karate kid and blue chips I don't wanna see my fans broke or be bitter And I don't wanna see my heroes slanging verses on their Twitter (Ayy) Everyone's an imitation Spitters cop the G Rap, the rest are on some Drake sh** (right) I took my time to find my own sh**, 10, 000 hours No borrow type or loan sh**, 'cause I'ma own it Burning bridges, there's nowhere to go but forward I strike the match, then I'm caught up in the moment But never in my feelings when I'm dealing with opponents I dead 'em first, and their scalp is just a bonus “The alpha dog, quiet, quiet, [?] You'd make our paper euro, dollar, yen, kronas” My mother said I'd understand when I was grown up Well, here I am, graduating with diplomas [Scratches – DJ Premier:] (Now it's time for me to make my impression felt) (Evidence) (is at the door) (With the dope rhyme that I kick) (Evidence, Evidence, Evidence, Evidence) (is at the door) (With the dope rhyme that I kick) Hi, this message is for Mike. Calling to remind you that you have a pair of Mackie HR824, it's here in the shop, that has been available for pick up since August, if you would not like to keep them, we can recycle them for you, just let us know