Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wantedâ¤¦One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy Thereâ¤™s vomit on his sweater already, momâ¤™s spaghetti Heâ¤™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 loud He opens his mouth, but the words wonâ¤™t come out Heâ¤™s chokin, how everybodyâ¤™s jokin now The clockâ¤™s run out, timeâ¤™s up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked Heâ¤™s so mad, but he wonâ¤™t give up that easy Is he? No He wonâ¤™t have it , he knows his whole back cityâ¤™s ropes It donâ¤™t matter, heâ¤™s dope He knows that, but heâ¤™s broke Heâ¤™s so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, thatâ¤™s when itâ¤™s Back to the lab again yo This whole rap shit He better go capture this moment and hope it donâ¤™t pass him
Chorus X2 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 soulâ¤™s escaping, through this hole that itâ¤™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 superstardomâ¤™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, heâ¤™s know as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows Heâ¤™s grown farther from home, heâ¤™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 donâ¤™t want him no mo, heâ¤™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 itâ¤™s old potna, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da
No more games, Iâ¤™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 somebodyâ¤™s payin the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I canâ¤™t get by with my 9 to 5 And I canâ¤™t provide the right type of life for my family Cuz man, these goddam food stamps donâ¤™t buy diapers And itâ¤™s no movie, thereâ¤™s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and itâ¤™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 dramaâ¤™s screamin on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy Has gotten me to the point, Iâ¤™m like a snail Iâ¤™ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot Success is my only mothafuckin option, failureâ¤™s not Mom, I love you, but this trailer has got to go I cannot grow old in Salemâ¤™s lot So here I go is my shot. Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
Chorus X2 You can do anything you set your mind to, man