Look, if you had one shot, one To everything you ever wantedone moment you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his already, mom's spaghetti nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so He his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin, how jokin now The run out, time's up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, oh goes gravity Oh, there rabbit, he choked so mad, but he won't give up that Is he? no He won't have it , he knows his whole city's ropes It don't matter, dope He knows that, but he's He's so stacked that he When he goes back to his mobile home, that's it's Back to the lab yo This whole rap He go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
You better yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss chance to blow opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that gaping world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world A normal is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar It grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over hoes is all on him to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only He's grown farther home, he's no father He goes home and knows his own daughter But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water his bosses don't want him no mo, he's cold product they moved on to the next schmoe who He nose dove and nada So the opera is told and unfolds I suppose old potna, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da
No more games, i'ma what you call rage Tear this mothafuckin off like 2 dogs caged I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all I been chewed up and out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the cypher Best believe somebody's payin the piper All the inside amplified by the fact That I get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of for my family 'cause man, goddam food stamps don't buy diapers And no movie, there's no mekhi phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it's getting even Tryin to feed and water my seed, See dishonor caught up a father and a prima donna mama drama's screamin on and Too for me to wanna in one spot, another jam or not Has gotten me to the point, I'm a snail I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not Mom, I love you, but trail has got to go I cannot grow old in lot So I go is my shot. Feet fail me not 'cause the only opportunity that I got
You can do anything you set your to, man