INTRO

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?

Verse 1

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 forgetting.

What he wrote down, the whole crowd grows so loud

he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out.

He's chokin, how? everybody's jokin now.

The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!

Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity,

oh there goes Rabbit, he choked.

He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy, no!

He won't have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes

It don't matter, he's dope

He knows that, but he's broke

He's so sad that he knows

When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's

Back to the lab again yo

This whole rap shit

He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

Chorus X2:

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it, you better not let go

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

This soul's escaping, through this hole that it's 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 superstardom's close to post mortal

It only grows harder, only 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 father from home, he's no father

He goes home and barely knows his own daugther

But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water

These hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product

They moved on to the next schmoe who flows

He knows dove and sold nada

So the soap opera is told and unfolds

I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on

Da da dum da dum da da

Chorus X2

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage

Tear this mothafuckin roof off like two dogs caged

I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed

I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage

But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher

Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper

All the pain inside amplified by the fact

That I can't get by with my 9 to 5

And I can't provide the right type of life for my family

Cuz man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers

And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life

And these times are so hard and it's gettin even harder

Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter totter, caught up between being a father and a prima donna

Baby momma drama's screamin on and on

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy

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, failure's not

Mom I love you, but this trailers got to go

I cannot grow old in Salem's lot

So here I go it's my shot

Feet fail me not this maybe the only opportunity that I got

Chorus X2

You can do anything you set your mind to, man!