If you had One Or one To seize you ever wanted In one Would you it Or let it slip?
Yo His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's He's nervous, but on the surface he looks and ready To drop bombs, but he on forgettin' he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the won't come out chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now The run out, times up, over, blaow! Snap back to reality, oh there goes Oh, goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he give up that easy? No He have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes It matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke He's so that he knows, when he goes back to his mobile home, that's when its Back to the lab again yo, whole rhapsody He better go capture moment and hope it don't pass him
x2] You better lose in the music, the moment You own it, you better let it go You get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a you better
The souls escaping, through this hole its gaping This is mine for the taking Make me king, as we toward a, new world order A normal life is borin', but super close to post mortar It only grows harder, only grows He us all over these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows, grown farther from home, he's no father He home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your 'cause here goes the cold water His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold They moved on to the next schmo who flows, he dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds, I it's old partna, but the beat goes on Da da da dumb da da
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No more games, I'm a change what you rage Tear motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged I was in the beginnin', the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off But I rhymin' and stepwritin' the next cipher Best believe somebody's the pied piper All the pain amplified by the that I can't get by with my nine to Five and I can't provide the type of Life for my 'cause man, these God damn food stamps don't buy diapers And its no movie, there's no Mekhi This is my life and times are so hard And it's getting even harder tryin' to feed and my seed, plus See dishonor caught up between a father and a prima-donna mama drama screamin' on and too much For me to want to say in one spot, jam or not Has gotten me to the point, I'm a snail I've got To formulate a plot I end up in jail or shot Success is my motherfuckin' option, failures not Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go, I grow old in Salem's lot So I go is my shot Feet fail me not 'cause maybe the opportunity that I got
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You can do anything you set mind to, man