Intro:

Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity

To seize everythin''' you ever wanted

In one moment

Would you capture it, or just let it slip?

yo!

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 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, blah!

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

easily, 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 stacked that he knows

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

Back to the lab again yo

This whole rap shit

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

CHORUS:

You'd better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it, you'd 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

Verse 2:

The soul's escapin', thru this hole that it's gapin'

This world is mine for the takin'

Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order

A normal life is borin'', but superstardoms close to post mortar

It only grows harder, only grows hotter

He blows us all over these hoes is all on him

Coast to coast shows, he's know 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

His bosses don't want him no mo, he's 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 potna, but the beat goes on

Da da dum da dum da da la la

CHORUS

Verse 3:

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 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 getting even harder

Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus

See dishonor caught up being a father and a prima donna

Baby mama drama screamin' on and

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another jam or not

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, failures not

Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go

I cannot grow old in Salems lot

So here I go is my shot.

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

CHORUS

You can do anythin' you set your mind to, man