[Intro: Evidence]I came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fame, fame, fame[Verse 1: Evidence]I pop up in my laneWatch how I do the same to the same knockSo whatchu sayin? It ain't a gameBig Ben tell the same time that the watch tell on my frame...Went from doin what it's doinTo movin units like an ancient ruin who's influenced...The note was sent to me(Castles Made of Sand) fall in the sea eventuallyI'm on some hard to kick the winner routeEverytime that I'm late, there's more to pen aboutI mean write about, thinkin 'bout movin outYou ain't caught the kid live, then you losin outOne thing I learn, you can't rule 'em outKeep the fame, I take the subduer routeOr Slick Rick the Ruler routePolitics and bullshit, somethin I can do without[Chorus: Evidence]I came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fameI came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fame, fame[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]Fame, flush 'caine down the drainLaid down game, stayed out the cageTrey pounds that bang, Greyhounds are taken out of stateFeds are stakin out at my estateSteakhouse we eat, couches is suedeHounds is house-trained, ounces is shavedBase trials is hanged, thousands are madePraise is downplayed, the powder is weighed (c'mon)Cowards is slayed, pals bought flowers to gravesPigs searches for houses to raid (whoa!)Clouded days, power's just hours awayI'm so close, why now would I wait? (why?)The time is now and it's ours to wasteVictory sweet, devour the tasteFull-length minks is down by the waistJewels niggas receive is crowns for the waysMarc'[Chorus: Evidence]I came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fameI came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fame, fame[Verse 3: Prodigy]Ye-yeah, uh, yo..Enter the game, I was 14Little-ass nigga with a dream to be seen on the screen40s' and mad weed, meth tabs and acidI carried my guns in school and skipped classesFuckin girls backstage in the auditoriumWhile you was hittin the books, I was hittin shorty upLost in my own world, young-minded hoodlumPlottin on the fame, yeah I'mma make a name for myselfAnd my team, Mobb Deep is the gangFit'ta bang on ya head if you blockin the wayTo the light at the end of this black-ass tunnelMan I'm addicted to trouble, man I'm a whole 'nother level with dramaCheck the doppler, it's gon' rain shanksDark clouds follow me everyday..Man I could NEVER get enough of this celebrity powerI could NEVER get enough for the fame[Chorus: Evidence]I came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fameI came in the game, one shot away from fame ("Fame!")Uh, and never changed my laneI came in the game, one shot away from fameFame, fame, fame, fame
