| Lyrics: | Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One
moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
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 forgettin
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 jokin now
The clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
Hes
so mad, but he wont give up that easy No
He wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes
It dont matter, hes dope
He knows that, but hes broke
Hes so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
Back to the lab again yo
This
whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him
HOOK:
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 souls escaping, through this hole that its 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 superstardoms close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, hes know as the
globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
Hes grown farther from home, hes no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold
water
His bosses dont want him no mo, hes 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 its old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
HOOK
No more games, Ima 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
somebodys payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I cant get
by with my 9 to 5
And I cant provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these
goddam food stamps dont buy diapers
And its no movie, theres 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
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama
screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
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, failures not
Mom, I love you, but this trail
has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salems lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail
me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
HOOK
You can do anything
you set your mind to, man |
