The Alchemist, Mr. Eon, Evidence - E=MC2 lyrics

King Solomon to your Senate and Congress
Lyrical trial fest, turnin thugs Amish
Quadruple to ya uno, what you know?
Got weight like two sumos on Pluto

Yes E, my flow is stunning
Cunning with expertise
Evidence, effortlessly, the exor-cist
I meant cist obtain poison fists
Spiritual combat is how I'm rockin this

Throw smoke screens in heaven
Weed lace adrenaline
Your three loaves of bread couldn't
Fuck wit the eleven
Bring ninety-five thesis to one page of feces

I'm not the one to loop shit
Chop drums into pie-ces at least these days
I got lyrics in abundance
Shoutout to homey block in
Greenpeace and London and for production
It's all on how you truncate
Records take up space and get heavy
Hold the weight

Most MC's, I don't care what they're sayin
Right they're on the right track but
They on the wrong train wrong destination
Wrong reason for the action
I come equipped with flows and
Pack game like Paxson
Most MC's, I don't care what they're sayin
They're on the right track but
They on the wrong train wrong destination
Wrong reason for the action my name is Ev
I take you out like subtraction

My mind is attached in my physical form
I stress my, emphasis as I enter this
It's gettin warm
Storm clouds start to darken
My rhymes flood like Noah in the Arc an'
It's worst nightmare
Wear your shades for the glare
My skyline turn sharp hues
In knock 'em turquoise
Toys turn to girls, boys turn to men
I'll end the situation by not starting
In this case I'm committed
Serve em like Lendal
Smoked out in interviews
But still intellectual
So check the perpetual
Escalation from Dilated
The mic icons who roll thick like pythons

E=MC squared (So run scared)
We droppin mathematicals, you ain't prepared
(The equation shows that we're truly amazing)
Dividing up your crew wit nothing remaining
E=MC squard (So run scared)
We droppin mathematicals, you ain't prepared
(The equation shows that we're truly amazing)
Dividing up your crew wit nuttin remaining
To unscramble my mandibles untangible
Unhandable tantrums from this
Scandalous vandal the pitcher's a balker
Foul like street parkers
Teleport like Nightcrawler into sleep walkers
Fought up beatboxers, rushin?cheap toxins?
Hob goblins hob nobbin, hoes be knob-slobbin
Check this direct dialect on sandscript
Claimin that they fresh
They spit breath that's rancid
Repeelers to DAT and catscan, the last champ
Put on my shit and watch
Thugs try to slamdance
It be the Dirty Decible spillin grungy
Facin me is like Bizarro and Solomon Grundy
Not to mention man, you just need to try more
How you matchin a neanderthal verse a cyborg
Elementals, wit pens and pencils, utensils
Silhouettes get my shit crunched
By more mentals

Evidence, Alchemist, Mighty Mi, Mr eon uh uh