Top Prospects

Mr. e is a top prospect, mic checks get rep, east-west connect Come a little tighter, pull the all-nighter The high and the mighty Taste this delicious, mystic malicious Ridiculousness, I tease like my snippets I strip this down to the core and explore Many more want what I have in store For you, in this era, this mic's still a terror My scripts consist of printed parchness I gave the apple to eve and she ate it Built the pyramids and the sphinx, and now you fuckin hate it Co-create the reborn, keep this mic torn My defense is tight like jason sehorn On these corn on the cobs, lop for pop, now they popcorn Plus I got a bucket of em, so stick it to em Bring ruckus to em, slip the ducats to em Still they gettin ruined when I bring my touch to em Can't feel my shit no matter what I say Though they ass out at fappy's on the bagel buffet, with no delay Evidence is a top prospect, mic checks get rep, east-west connect Where the light intense, dope rhymes dispense Here go the evidence You now tuned into evidence! For more than funs and guns, I'm stressed on gettin' sex Yo I take it as it comes, on most occasions I like my heart, chimes, and organ But this is for your heartbeats twelve in the morning Never tense, I rock the flossy, fly shit from Tchaikovsky Don't drink so I get bent when I sip Bacardi Spark this party, no question Never caught wearin' guess, and Seldom lose when I got my chips on the table Go against the oz, and face the wizard So play that evil shit then come short, get the blizzard Why is it you be buildin worlds that's fake and useless? Heads pretend they hard, yo their favorite movie's lukas Now you focused like ? caught locusts This style's covered like rakim's, I ain't no joke, this Flow is out of control like rap in fact Man I told em in the front, in the middle, in the back, it's like that Defari is a top prospect, mic checks get rep, east-west connect Give em all high-fives, you don't qualify "here come's the city brother" Defari Yo, pass that gallon I'm hear to score again like Marcus Allen From l.a. this mc stallion Only a few I know got the bomb chronic like ev' Yo, fuck the nonsense, our likwid eastern conference And now we do it coast to coast like the liks --the magnificent-- Defari, eon, and evidence The present tense is dope rhymes to the infinite power Wack mc's fight in the yard, I kill the God that towers And shoot at will shoot to kill with lyrical skills Like the beatnuts, pop the trunk and watch this bitches head for the hills But in my trunk there's straight bumps like that And just a licensed nba spalding notebook, that looks phat With phat rhymes and there's pages and pages This shit's outrageous, independence connect, drop this For wages, blow both indoor and outdoor stages All ages feel they root like the flute, this gets contagious We are three top prospects, mic checks get rep, east-west connect Come to the team with tight defense, defari, eon, and evidence