Lose Yourself

Look, if you had…one shot
Or one oppurtunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One moment
Would you capture or just let it slip
Yo

His palms are sweaty, knees weak arms are heavy
Theres vomit on his sweater already, moms spaghetti
He’s nervous but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop arms
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down
The whole crown oh’s so lous
He opens his mouth but the words wont come out
He’s chokin how? everybodys choking now
The clocks run out, times up!
Over now
Snaps back to reality oh there goes gravity
Oh there goes rabbit he choked
He so mad but he wont give up that easy no
He wont have it he knows the back of these ropes
It dont matter he’s dope, he knows that but he’s broke
He’s so stacked that he knows, when he goes back to his mobil home
Thats when its back to the lab again yo
The whole rhapsody better go capture this moment and it dont

*chorus*
You better lose yourself in the music the moment you want it
You better never let it go
You only get one shot do not miss a chance to blow
This oppurtunity comes once in a llie time
You better..*repeat*

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The soul’s escaping, through this hole that it’s gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post
Mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows its all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, god only knows
He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
These ho’s don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it’s old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

Chorus x2

No more games, i’ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But i kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That i can’t get by with my 9 to 5
And i can’t provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don’t buy diapers
And it’s no movie, there’s no mekhi phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter, caught up between bein a father and a prima donna

Baby mama drama’s screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy
Has gotten me to the point, i’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot fore i end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure’s not
Mom, i love you, but this trailer has got to go
I cannot grow old in salem’s lot
So here i go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that i got

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