Look, if you had, one shot; or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted, in one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip, yo;

His palms are sweaty, knees weak arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He'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 won't come out
He's chokin' how, everybody's chokin' now
The clocks run out, times up, over, bloah!

Snap back to reality, oh, there goes gravity, oh,
There goes rabbit he choked, he's so mad but he won't,
Give up that easy, no, he won't have it he knows,
His whole back's of these ropes, it don't matter he's dope,
He knows that but he's broke, he so stagnant that he knows,
When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo
This whole raposedy better go capture this moment
And hope it don't pass him

CHORUS
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 life-time, yo

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 life-time, yo

His souls escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward'a, new world ord'a, a normal life is boring
But superstardoms, close to post mortum
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows its all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows he's known 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 ‘cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don’t want him no mo' he's cold product
They moved on to the next shmo' who flows he nose dove, and sold nada
So the soap opera's told it unfolds I suppose it's old partner
But the beat goes on da da dum da da dum datta

CHORUS

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mother fuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up, and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and step writin' the next cypher
You best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the, fact that
I can't get by with my nine to five
And I can't provide the right type'a
Life for my family ‘cause man,
These goddamn 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
Teetertotter 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 monotony
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 motherfuckin’ option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot,
So here I go it's my shot, feet fail me not
This maybe the only opportunity that I got

CHORUS

You can do anything you set your mind to man.
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