Song Title: Lose yourself
Singer/Band: Eminem with Dr. Dre
Album:
lyrics for Lose yourself by Eminem
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment.
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
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 choking how, everybody's joking 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's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope.
He knows that, but he's broke,
He's so stagnant that he knows.
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo.
This this whole rhapsody.
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't 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.
The 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 boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
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 'cause here goes the cold water.
His hoes don't want him no more, 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 it's old partner but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da....
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed.
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage.
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin the next cypher.
Best believe somebody's paying 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
Cause man, these goddam 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
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna...
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail.
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot.
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not cause maybe the only opportunity that I got.
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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