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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?

His plams 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 backs to these ropes
It dont matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so mad that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap city
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

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 order
A normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortem
It only grows harder, hommie grows hotter
He blows, it's 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 cuz here goes the cold water

These hoes dont want him no more, 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 partna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da da da

HOOK

No more games, I'ma 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 a, 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 between bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another damn or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailers got to go
I cannot grow old in Salems lot
So here I go its my shot.
Feet fail me not this may be the only opportunity that I got

HOOK

You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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