Roc Marciano, Evidence, Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Fame lyrics

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

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 unit's 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