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Look, if you had one shot, one opportunityTo seize everything you ever wanted in one momentWould you capture it or just let it slip?Yo
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavyThere's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghettiHe's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,The whole crowd goes so loudHe opens his mouth, but the words won't come outHe's choking how, everybody's joking nowThe clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravityOh, there goes Rabbit, he chokedHe's so mad, but he won't give up thatEasy, noHe won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropesIt don't matter, he's dopeHe knows that, but he's brokeHe's so stagnant, he knowsWhen he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it'sBack to the lab again, yoThis whole rhapsodyHe better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]You better lose yourself in the music, the momentYou own it, you better never let it goYou only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blowThis opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo(You better)
The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gapingThis world is mine for the takingMake me king, as we move toward a new world orderA normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortemIt only grows harder, only grows hotterHe blows us all over these hoes is all on himCoast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotterLonely roads, God only knowsHe's grown farther from home, he's no fatherHe goes home and barely knows his own daughterBut hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold waterHis hoes don't want him no more, he's cold productThey moved on to the next schmoe who flowsHe nose dove and sold nadaSo the soap opera is told and unfoldsI suppose it's old partner but the beat goes onDa da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rageTear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs cagedI was playing in the beginning, the mood all changedI've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stageBut I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypherBest believe somebody's paying the pied piperAll the pain inside amplified by the factThat I can't get by with my 9 to 5And I can't provide the right type of life for my familyCause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapersAnd it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my lifeAnd these times are so hard, and it's getting even harderTrying to feed and water my seed, plusTeeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donnaBaby mama drama's screaming on andToo much for me to wannaStay in one spot, another day of monotonyHas gotten me to the point, I'm like a snailI've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shotSuccess is my only motherfucking option, failure's notMom, I love you, but this trailer's got to goI cannot grow old in Salem's lotSo here I go it's my shot.Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man