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 | موضوع: Eminem lyrics > 8 Mile (soundtrack) > Lose Yourself  الإثنين يوليو 27, 2009 7:10 am | |
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| Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There
He
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
He
The clock
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He
easy. No
He won
It don
He knows that, but he
He
When he goes back to his mobile home, that
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don
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
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
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he
Lonely roads, God only knows
He
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
These hoes don
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
Da da dum da dum da da
HOOK
No more games, I
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
All the pain inside amplified by the
fact That I can
5 And I can
life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don
And it
And these times are so hard and it
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point, I
I
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not this maybe the only opportunity that I got
HOOK
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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