| Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity
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| To seize everything you ever wanted, one moment,
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| Would you capture it, or just let it slip, yo
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| His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
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| There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
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| He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
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| To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down
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| The whole crowd goes so loud, he opens his mouth
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| But the words won’t come out
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| He’s chokin' how, everybody’s chokin' now
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| The clock’s run out, times up, over, bloah!
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| Snap back to reality, oh, there goes gravity, oh,
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| There goes rabbit he choked, he’s so mad but he won’t
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| Give up that easy, no, he won’t have it he knows
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| His whole back’s to these ropes, it don’t matter he’s dope
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| He knows that but he’s broke, he so stagnant that he knows
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| When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
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| Back to the lab again, yo
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| This whole rhapsody better go capture this moment
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| And hope it don’t pass him
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| You better lose yourself in the music,
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| The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
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| You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
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| This opportunity comes once in a life-time, yo
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| You better lose yourself in the music,
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| The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
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| You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
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| This opportunity comes once in a life-time, yo
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| His souls escaping, through this hole that is gaping
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| This world is mine for the taking, make me king
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| As we move toward a new world order, a normal life is boring
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| But superstardom’s close to post mortem
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| It only grows harder, only grows hotter
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| He blows it’s all over, these hoes is all on him
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| Coast to coast shows, he’s known as the globetrotter
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| Lonely roads, god only knows he’s grown farther from home
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| He’s no father, he goes home and barely knows his own daughter
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| But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
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| These hoes don’t want him no mo', he’s cold product
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| They moved on to the next shmo' who flows, he nose dove, and sold nada
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| So the soap opera’s told and unfolds, I suppose it’s old partner
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| But the beat goes on da da dum da dum da da
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| You better lose yourself in the music,
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| The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
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| You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
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| This opportunity comes once in a life-time, yo
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| You better lose yourself in the music,
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| The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
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| You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
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| This opportunity comes once in a life-time, yo
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| No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
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| Tear this mother fuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
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| I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
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| I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
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| But I kept rhymin' and step writin' the next cypher
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| Best believe somebody’s payin' the pied piper
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| All the pain inside amplified by the fact that
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| I can’t get by with my nine to five
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| And I can’t provide the right type’a
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| Life for my family 'cause man
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| These goddamn food stamps don’t buy diapers
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| And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer,
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| This is my life and these times are so hard
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| And it’s getting even harder tryin' to feed and water my seed, plus
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| Teetertotter caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna
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| Baby mama drama’s screamin' on and
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| Too much for me to wanna stay in one spot, another day of monotony
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| Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail I’ve got
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| To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
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| Success is my only motherfuckin' option, failure’s not
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| Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go
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| I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot,
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| So here I go with my shot, feet fail me not
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| This maybe the only opportunity that I got
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| You better lose yourself in the music,
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| The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
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| You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
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| This opportunity comes once in a life-time, yo
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| You better lose yourself in the music,
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| The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
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| You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
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| This opportunity comes once in a life-time, yo
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| You can do anything you set your mind to man. |