the last line of defense

• bir dilated peoples sarkisi. bu sarkiya wu-tang clan'dan inspectah deck de katilmistir.
  
  [evidence]
  feel the pressure...
  yo you better plan ahead, gather your thoughts
  i'm not gonna be the one wit no chair when the music stops
  the orange agent, has just moved to your block
  and gone headhunting, blame herbie hancock
  hard to get at, yo vocally serious
  never stress myself out, treat songs like interludes
  drum patterns are primative
  evidence, the derivitive
  of what the late '80s and early '90s had to give
  dilated peoples, far from tentative
  caress this microphone, stay home and take your sedative
  yo i know our platform is built on strong foundation
  my last line of defense, i keep a ace in the hole
  on patrol, so balanced with no topic
  the weatherman lands at high noon, ready to drop shit
  could freestyle better or maybe rap faster
  but soundclash wit us (don't do that)
  you flirt with disaster
  
  "evidence of the war" [inspectah deck]
  "don't ever lose sight of this fact" [defari]
  the last line of defense
  "evidence" "when it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat" [defari]
  
  (back up in it)
  the sagittarius with flows in various
  types of pipes, and green to keep me hype
  at thirty-thousand feet, yo my heart starts poundin
  so i rarely fly, intentional grounding
  make my rounds to towns, kill em in order
  i'm equipped to blow shows and turn kids out wit corners
  (with ease) i flow slow like growth on palm trees
  and set trends more than femmes could split ends
  i'm makin power moves
  in fact, as i speak now
  do my best to re-enforce the motto "milk the cow"
  make that dough for too many's the main concern
  i say make the right music, then your money's earned
  share the wealth with babu and iriscience
  my death might be a tragedy, my life will be a triumph
  go focus on the star, the man who won the heisman
  trophy would be broken, forget it, credit the linesman
  
  "evidence of the war"
  "don't ever lose sight of this fact"
  the last line of defense
  "when it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat"
  the last line of defense
  "evidence" "don't ever lose sight of this fact"
  the last line of defense
  "when it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat"
  the last line of defense
  
  yo critique my mic techniques live, i carthage this
  you didn't think i had what it takes in my esophagus?
  a cat like you, yo your show sounds hot for real
  of course it does, standin still
  yo i dig your little pace, you're walkin forth at best
  at that rate, on tour dates, i hope you never run outta breath
  i'm evidence, mike peretta, head commander
  both of my names like gary shandling's larry sanders
  when i say now, this will take out in an instant
  wherever i go, my caravan goes/gogh's like vincent
  but ev at princeton, they won't follow good
  so i shock this microphone and split a tree trunk to hollow wood
  the last line of defense, set your prescedence
  set your standard, make it known you own your throne
  yo, the last is when you hit em just enough to leave a gash
  in time, the wound will heal, rest assure they'll make it known
  who threw the heat and felt the blast
  who gave the answers and what questions are asked
  are your favorite artists boring you? that shit don't make sense
  call evidence the last line of defense
  
  "evidence of the war"
  "don't ever lose sight of this fact"
  the last line of defense
  "evidence" "when it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat"
  the last line of defense
  "evidence of the war"
  "don't ever lose sight of this fact"
  the last line of defense
  "when it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat"
  the last!