(feat. Chali 2na, Evidence)

[Chorus: Evidence]

Its like that, no doubt we keep it live

Twenty-four, seven, three sixty-five

Its swollen mebers world wide

This is full contact

Spit hard and never look back

Its like that, thats right we keep it live

Twenty four seven three sixty five

This is full contact, yo time to plug in

And spit hard, the audience is listening



[Verse 1: Prevail]

My life consists of making songs

Of quality controlling balancing on platforms

A space in between is an ends to the means

My name on your lips, my face in your dreams extreme

Not a term just limited to sports

It also derives from how I drive with force

Privite thoughts are revealed through my regal cerebral

Ceremonious masters down with the users of needles

The spit is a pain for ones who move on the break

Unified from the lion's gate to the sunshine state

Weights and measures curved and straight letters

Are used and fused together

To deliver the devastating craving I have for making bars and notes

Step and get striked from the stars in my throat

Reservation for one, plus a table for three

Ev, Prev, and MC and my man Chali



[Chorus]



[Verse 2: Mad Child]

Silver surfer, spider man mister fantastic

Swollen, Dilated, and Jurassic

Madchild getting his ass kicked

Thats a death wish, I'm vicious

I swim with sharks, piranhas, and siamese fighting fishes

And retro alligators, cause I'm a gladiator

Roll deep in Seven Forty sports and Lincoln Navigators

S and M rocks the spot no question

Your so wack even your yes-man got suggestions

Battle axe warriors kid, what the fuck you think

Step up to my crew, aiyyo you must had too much