[Verse One: Mr. Eon]

King Solomon to your Senate and Congress

Lyrical trial fest, turnin thugs Amish

Quadruple to ya uno, what you know?

Got weight like two sumos on Pluto


[Evidence]

Yes E, my flow is stunning, cunning with expertise

Evidence, effortlessly, the exor-cist, I meant cist

Obtain poison fists, spiritual combat is how I'm rockin this


[Mr. Eon]

Throw smoke screens in heaven, weed lace adrenaline

Your three loaves of bread couldn't fuck wit the eleven

Bring ninety-five thesis to one page of feces


[Evidence]

I'm not the one to loop shit, chop drums into pie-ces

At least these days, I got lyrics in abundance

Shoutout to homey block in Greenpeace and London

And for production, it's all on how you truncate

Records take up space and get heavy, hold the weight


[Hook] [Mr. Eon, Evidence]

Most MC's, I don't care what they're sayin

Right they're on the right track but they on the wrong train

Wrong destination, wrong reason for the action

I come equipped with flows and pack game like Paxson

Most MC's, I don't care what they're sayin

They're on the right track but they on the wrong train

Wrong destination, wrong reason for the action

My name is Ev, I take you out like subtraction


[Verse Two: Evidence]

My mind is attached in my physical form

I stress my, emphasis as I enter this

It's gettin warm, storm clouds start to darken

My rhymes flood like Noah in the Arc an'

It's worst nightmare, wear your shades for the glare

My skyline turn sharp hues in knock 'em turquoise

Toys turn to girls, boys turn to men

I'll end the situation by not starting

In this case I'm committed, serve em like Lendal

Smoked out in interviews but still intellectual

So check the perpetual, escalation from Dilated

The mic icons who roll thick like pythons

[Mr. Eon] (Evidence)

E=MC squared (So run scared)

We droppin mathematicals, you ain't prepared

(The equation shows that we're truly amazing)

Dividing up your crew wit nothing remaining

E=MC squard (So run scared)

We droppin mathematicals, you ain't prepared

(The equation shows that we're truly amazing)

Dividing up your crew wit nuttin remaining

To unscramble my mandibles untangible

Unhandable tantrums from this scandalous vandal

The pitcher's a balker, foul like street parkers

Teleport like Nightcrawler into sleep walkers

Fought up beatboxers, rushin ?cheap toxins?

Hob goblins hob-nobbin, hoes be knob-slobbin

Check this direct dialect on sandscript

Claimin that they fresh, they spit breath that's rancid

Repeelers to DAT and catscan, the last champ

Put on my shit and watch thugs try to slamdance

It be the Dirty Decible spillin grungy

Facin me is like Bizarro and Solomon Grundy

Not to mention man, you just need to try more

How you matchin a neanderthal verse a cyborg

Elementals, wit pens and pencils, utensils

Silhouettes get my shit crunched by more mentals


[Evidence]

Evidence, Alchemist, Mighty Mi, Mr. Eon uh uh