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Prodigy, Roc Marciano
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I came in the game one shot away from fame
And never changed my lane
I came in the game one shot away from fame
Fame, I pop up in my lane
Watch how I do the same to the same knot
So what you saying? It ain't a game
Big Ben tells the same time that the watch tell on my frame
Went from doing what it's doing
To moving 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 renter out
Every time that I'm late there's more to pen about
I mean write about, think about moving out
You ain't caught the kid live then you losing out
One thing I learned you can't rule 'em out
Keep the fame I take the son Dula route
Or Slick Rick the ruler route
Politics and bullshit, something I could do without
I came in the game one shot away from fame
And never changed my lane
I came in the game one shot away from fame
Fame, flush came down the drain
Laid down game, stayed out the cage
Tre pounds that bang
Greyhounds are taken out of state
Feds are staking out at my estate
Steak houses wait, couches are suede
Hounds is house-trained, ounces are shaved
Beige trousers hang, thousands are made
Praise is downplayed, powder is weighed
Cowards are slayed, pals brought flowers to graves
Pigs search for houses to raid
Clouded days, power's just hours away
I'm so close, why now would I wait?
The time is now and it's ours to waste
Victory's sweet, devour the taste
Full length minks down by the waist
Jewels niggas would seize, crowns full of waste
Mobb
I came in the game one shot away from fame
And never changed my lane
I came in the game one shot away from fame
Enter the game I was fourteen
Little ass nigga with a dream to be seen on the screen
40S and mad weed, meth tabs and acid
I carried my guns to school and skipped classes
Fucking girls backstage in the auditorium
While you was hitting the books, I was hitting shorty up
Lost in my young world, young-minded hoodlum
Plotting on the fame, yeah I'mma make a name
For myself and my team, Mobb Deep is the gang
Fit the bang on your head if you blocking 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 gonna rain shanks, dark clouds follow me every day
Man I could never get enough of this celebrity power
I could never get enough of the fame
I came in the game one shot away from fame
And never changed my lane
I came in the game one shot away from fame
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