[Intro: Evidence]

I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin at Pro-Tools

Heh-heh, ay yo yo...

Uh, talk to 'em Res

[Hook: Res]

You got to belieeeeeeve in something...

Why not believe in me?

[Verse 1: Evidence]

Yeah, I'm back with that hop and schemin the plot

See what you got, never stop; timeless, no hands on my clock

Impossible to flop, I'm from that flip when it's hot

On the block, fuck the world 'til I shut down shop (oh!)

I'm on a hunt to find the best in the invitation (E-V)

Rap's my parking lot, don't need no validation (it's crazy)

I'm hearin it clear, 20/20 vision when they start to listen

And see what I say to the point where it's written

In stone; I'm not the only one with the ace - he ain't alone

Got two in different suits, my hand ain't thrown

I save the best for the time when the rest is tired (y'kno)

Invest in my own, my lows now higher (wow)

From a bird's-eye point now my views got wiser

And up close and personal, my buzz caught fire

To the point where I spit this, it set off sirens

And fire hydrants, the rap tyrant - believe in me

These other MCs' sell they dreams

First LP, move units switch their stead

I tell 'em all, "Don't bother" (NO!) - The cat you love today

Gonna be a different rapper tommorrow - ha ha

[Hook: Res (Evidence)]

You got to belieeeeeeve in something... (Yeah, uh)

Why not believe in me?

(E-V, the best of what the West is

Fresh, middle finger up, fuck the rest)

You got to belieeeeeeve in something... (Yeah)

Why not believe in me?

(Uh, myself and I, 'til the day I die

Here to lead not to get behind, yeah)

[Verse 2: Evidence]

Name's official, game not competition

I'm sayin they start to listen, aim plus ammunition

Game I start spittin, rain I start liftin

Umbrellas up, here comes the pain right with it (oh!)

Never lose touch, never lose sight

Never lose sight of my moms, since she been gone things ain't been right

Shit ain't been on, she lost that fight

Still I stay strong every night

Tour all year long, don't love to fly

Lost my fear, catch that flight

It's to the point of no return, I'm third degree burn

(None compared to her) New season

Time to dead ya character

My weed use is prevalent, minority report

It's the orgy of Evidence (crazy!)

Always felt that's somethin thats' to be said for friends (yeah)

And always say what I feel 'til I make my point relevant (it's real)

Y'all musta lost ya grip (y'kno!)

Thinkin I got gassed, lost to love and do what these labels tellin us

Man, it's plain to see, I rep the streets

Seven days a week, you got..

[Hook]

"Evidence (Whoooa)

Evidence (Yeah, yeah, yeah...)"