Evidence - Strangers lyrics

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<i>[Verse 1:]</i>

If it's one thing I've learned that I've written down on paper

It's never leave some weed on the table with a stranger

Shit, I can barely even trust my friends

Maybe with my lady, not trees of the mends

I mean really why even should I try and test it socially

Catch them in the act and end up having to approach them

Entertain the story while it's testing on my patience

Why the fuck you think I spent this money on surveillance

While I'm on the other side of Earth without assistance

Pitchin' in the night singin' "Evy goes the distance"

At home the same shit is goin' on, I don't miss it

It's a nice place to live, but I wouldn't wanna visit

Never steppin' out the car or on the stage without a purpose

Ghost-ride the whip like I'm ghost writing verses

Afraid to come and go so I take fame in little doses

Director of these photos so the aim remains focused

Hold still right there, hold still

<i>[Verse 2:]</i>

I ain't holier than now or tryna even act superior

Half the shit I rap about I'm speaking from experience

I'm livin' at the beach, about as west as the Earth goes

People get deceived, seein' gangsters dressed in surf clothes

From earth where they birthin' those flows to set the world off

On a wet park bench drinkin' OJ and Smirnoff

I seen it through my own three and speak it how I heard it

Never tell it how it wasn't, I only pin that harder

I been tourin' constantly, so there's wear and tear value

That merits all the lows to terrace highs and travel

Document this madness till the day I come unraveled

And retreat to the Matterhorn, baskin' in the castle

On some Dennis Leary Asshole, fuck you pay me shit

I've come too far to get jacked and and give away the vics

So right about now I think it's 'bout that time

That I'm a let Rev kill while I chill on the rhyme

What the fuck

<i>[Verse 3:]</i>

I ain't speakin' on my businesses in public when concerning deals

Steppin' on stage like it's light-bulbs or turning wheels

In spite a couple nights of a thousand that I didn't kill

I still kept it peelin' out and steppin' up for Reverend Real

Messages across the board are still remaining pinned up

The opposite of dilated eyes that I begin with

Nothin' is original

Even under cloudy days sun is still shining

Just rerouted and out of phase

Lately when I walk I've been trying to hold my posture straight

Hold my chin up then feel the love from across the way

California love from Diego to across the bay

All across the map to every single solitary state

All across the baggage claim, all across the gate

Some callin' it freight how I'm carrying weight

Some callin' it fate while some others remain torn

Some callin' it rain cause that's when I brainstorm