[Intro: PMD]
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Yeah.. PMD, E-V
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Mr. Evidence.. Aiyyo
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[PMD]
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From out the dark, a voice that you heard before
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Not one to sell out, how did I remain this raw?
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Cause my style's rugged, step past you amateurs
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You little peons, you wanna aim at P? I aim at y'all
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Get real, you know P, put the "B" in ball
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I did it to death, back agin, you stuck in the store
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C'mon, what's ya rap handle? Gimme a sec
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Lemme think... nah! Never heard of y'all
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You on your grind? You better grind some more
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Check it, you on your hustle? You better hustle some more
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I flex a rhyme on a rapper, then proceed to wreck
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by breakin this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck
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When five-oh rolls, they say what's the M.O.
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Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow
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So who these dudes messin up? Show 'em the door
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If you ain't spittin hardcore, then say no more
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[Chorus: cuts by DJ Revolution]
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"So much to say but I still flow slow" - [Rakim]
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[Evidence]
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Uh, code name E-V, rappin fanatic (yea!)
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'07 Slow Flow, blackout addict
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Record mode, set the EQ to Dolby
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Low-key? Nah, with PMD they can't hold me
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All these sirens they drop on these songs are false alarms
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I'm the perfect storm after the calm
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Only few things for sure like my maker I'ma meet
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And in my life I'ma eat ten spiders while I sleep (hahaha)
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I mean, the game's fucked for starters
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Radio's week (y'know?), we buyin music at Starbucks (wow)
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We live lies but tryin to see heaven
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Denial, no plane ever hit Trade Center 7 (Think about it)
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Learned from vets and they ain't war heroes
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They blue collar, drive in (Taxis) like Deniro
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Right now I'm on my J-O, issue payroll
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Six figures, tryin to add another zero
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[Chorus]
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[Rakka Iriscience]
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(Watch it!)
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I used to be Ice-T "Reckless" (RECKLESS)
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Wildin out until 3, then eat breakfast
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Mid-City's finest, dreams precious
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Hustle 'til I'm breathless (outta control!)
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They say, "Rakka, ease off the clutch and drive slow"
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Rev pumps the brakes, I accelerate a live show (Go!)
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The race is fair and square, the tortoise and hare
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I don't just smoke trees, I put a forest in the air
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I swing swords of steel, I'm hard to kill
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Blessed with skill, never ever stress a deal (NO!)
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Bringin big business corporate checks in still
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(Strictly Business) (Never Personal) catchin feelings
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The fame that brought dollars, the dollars that bought fame
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(The Release Party) celebrates the breaking of chains
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Hip-hop to the WORLD from black and brown areas
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I flow slow but CRACK them sound barriers
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Mr. Slow Flow
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[Chorus]
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[PMD]
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When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O.
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Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow
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"By Mr. Slow Flow" [scratched]
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[Ev] That's what they call me this year
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Mr. Slow Flow (Remix)
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| Dilated Peoples |
