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Artist: Evidence
Album:  Cats & Dogs
Song:   You
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com
 
{*about 20 seconds of intro from the "Live from the HQ" podcast*}

[Intro: Evidence]
Yeah... yo
Microphone check 1, 2... Yo..
Who's the one that's been runnin the race? (Me)
Who's the one that's been runnin in place? (You)
and who's the one you tried to find so tough
but the whole time, sittin in front of your face? (Yes)
 
[Evidence]
I'm on another level, I mean another label
Players don't die, we try our luck at other tables
And when I lose, I learn, I'm still winnin major
I jump forward then back and thru the missing stages
A perfect day to make a perfect entrance
A perfect sentence I can't perfect 
but I just keep pushin pencils, no fake trace stencils
and do it all by hand so they have respect
(Shit) I know the feelin when you're dealin with accomplishments
Wishin they would diss you, instead they give you compliments
That's what made you who you are, not what you became
Part of bein a star is gettin burned in flames
Kind of ill, the mind's a trip
20/20 when we broke, but blind when rich
I just see it as a sign, but kept rhymin instead
and keep lightin up these pads like Simon Says - WHAT~!
 
[Chorus]
Who's the one that's been runnin the race? (Me)
Who's the one that's been runnin in place? (You)
and who's the one you tried to find so tough
but the whole time, sittin in front of your face? (Yes)
{DJ Premier cuts and scratches} "Now I'm set, ready to jet" <- Havoc
 
[Evidence] 
One's a lonely number, two's the first loser
So how the fuck can you win? Become a drug abuser
Slappin these beats, I'm no snoozer
+6 Million Ways to Die+, go 'head and choose ONE!
We from the same block, but all we gettin is the same gwap
I think one of us needs to shine
Only room for one, one of us needs to go
A sinking boat and only one'll survive
Caution at the wheel, Westside when I drive slow
First sign of tidal waves, when you see the tide low
Wanted for murder and theft, they said I'm liable
+I Shot the Sheriff+ but didn't steal his rifle
I can't define what's real and what's imagination
Since I signed that deal before my graduation
I went from runnin track and field to tracks with feel
to Grammys with 'Ye before "Late Registration"
 
[Chorus]
 
[Evidence]
Fast-forward, no kids, one car, no Rollie
One crib, trips to Chile with kush in the Philly
Every turn starts with one step, that's on me
One foot in front of the other like "COME ON FEET~!"
One life, one love, bat a G for one glove
For Mike, rest in peace, shot a bullet from one snub
I keep the pushin as one does, you only get one shot
One glance, one chance at one buzz
One never knows with hopes and dreams
The farther we fly, the closer it seems
Back to the one squared, all I need in this life is one snare
One mic, direct flights and Nike One Airs
One of a kind, still one to my grind 
(And it's still) one time for your motherfuckin mind
(And I know) when I flow, know that the rain soon comes
See you might win some, but you just lost.. lost ("ONE!" <- KRS)
 
[Chorus]