Fame - Evidence

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame

I pop up in my lane

Watch how I do the same to the same knock

So whatchu sayin?

It ain’t a game

Big Ben tell the same time that the watch tell on my frame

…Went from doin what it’s doin

To movin units like an ancient ruin who’s influenced

…The note was sent to me

(Castles Made of Sand) fall in the sea eventually

I’m on some hard to kick the winner route

Everytime that I’m late, there’s more to pen about

I mean write about, thinkin 'bout movin out

You ain’t caught the kid live, then you losin out

One thing I learn, you can’t rule 'em out

Keep the fame, I take the subduer route

Or Slick Rick the Ruler route

Politics and bullshit, somethin I can do without

I came in the game, one shot away from fame («Fame!»)

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame

I came in the game, one shot away from fame («Fame!»)

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame, fame

Fame, flush 'caine down the drain

Laid down game, stayed out the cage

Trey pounds that bang, Greyhounds are taken out of state

Feds are stakin out at my estate

Steakhouse we eat, couches is suede

Hounds is house-trained, ounces is shaved

Base trials is hanged, thousands are made

Praise is downplayed, the powder is weighed (c'mon)

Cowards is slayed, pals bought flowers to graves

Pigs searches for houses to raid (whoa!)

Clouded days, power’s just hours away

I’m so close, why now would I wait?

(why?)

The time is now and it’s ours to waste

Victory sweet, devour the taste

Full-length minks is down by the waist

Jewels niggas receive is crowns for the ways

Marc'

I came in the game, one shot away from fame («Fame!»)

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame

I came in the game, one shot away from fame («Fame!»)

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame, fame

Ye-yeah, uh, yo.

Enter the game, I was 14

Little-ass nigga with a dream to be seen on the screen

40s' and mad weed, meth tabs and acid

I carried my guns in school and skipped classes

Fuckin girls backstage in the auditorium

While you was hittin the books, I was hittin shorty up

Lost in my own world, young-minded hoodlum

Plottin on the fame, yeah I’mma make a name for myself

And my team, Mobb Deep is the gang

Fit’ta bang on ya head if you blockin the way

To the light at the end of this black-ass tunnel

Man I’m addicted to trouble, man I’m a whole 'nother level with drama

Check the doppler, it’s gon' rain shanks

Dark clouds follow me everyday.

Man I could NEVER get enough of this celebrity power

I could NEVER get enough for the fame

I came in the game, one shot away from fame («Fame!»)

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame

I came in the game, one shot away from fame («Fame!»)

Uh, and never changed my lane

I came in the game, one shot away from fame

Fame, fame, fame, fame