Artist: Evidence f/ The Alchemist (The Step Brothers) Album: Cats & Dogs Song: James Hendrix (StepBrothers) Typed by: email@example.com [Intro] "What if uh, C-A-T really spelled 'dog'?" "Uhh.. that's heavy!" [Chorus: Evidence] Uh, I'm commission-driven, so pay up I ain't fuckin up these Dunks or these lay-ups ..And if you see me wearin make-up The same day you saw Jimi Hendrix wake up So those that give a fuck, I apoligize Know my heart is here, never compromised Those in attendance, I wanna thank ya And wish this night all night, throw in the anchor ("AS WE PROCEED..." <- Puff Daddy) [The Alchemist] ...No introduction Metal tips through hard hats, I'm into construction Tip the bucket, rhythm rugged, I'm into corrupt shit Big budget stay dipped like a Chicken McNugget (F'real) Excellence is what you should expect Runnin without a breath (what) I'm comin out of left (yeah) Uncut like dope without a step No +Brother+ without the +Step+, no show without the bread My words surf crowds, go over your head Took a rhythm, push 'em over the ledge I'm criminal, my feet wet (uh), I'm drippin with technique sweat (+Sweatin my Technique+) No more than a minute to make the beat stretch Pardon the way that I speak French, gunnin from out a deep trench (AH!) Write my name on a street bench in cursive Permanent ink my verses, beatdown person Finish I'll bring down curtains Navigatin my Surburban Expedition, Excursion No lit to grab, I'm the original version Money duffle bag'll fit a person, punch the clock put the work in Earth spin on my finger like Julius Erving [Chorus] [Evidence] I shine (I shine) I glow, motherfucker Never doubt one second of Evidence State-wide, world-wide, consecutive elegance No weak shit since the first song on Weatherman It's called "I Know" (I know!), total control, pressure made Bling diamonds in the rough, mix created from coal (whoa) My rhyme is a sign and letters are tolls No pen, dip my hand in the ink and let it go (+Letyourselfgo+) Touch a lot of reefer No I don't spit no bullshit raps on wax, I touch a lot of people I touch a lot of needles, no I don't leak open my veins I got the psyche of created evil Believe you me, cousin is pain Got a brother name karma, father insane (HA~!) Related to sin and sin's met Cain Raising cats and dogs when Allah says rain ("AS WE PROCEED..." <- Puff Daddy) No game, it's Mos Def +Mathematics+ Life is tragic, addin it up is more dramatic Except StepBrothers back at it For the very first time, center stage it's automatic [Chorus] ("AS WE PROCEED..." <- Puff Daddy) "In Olde England, they had hangroofs on their houses and the cats and dogs once leaped on the roof When it rained, the roofs got slippery And the cats and dogs would slide off of the roofs Therefore, it was raining cats and dogs"