Eminem-Lose Yourself lyrics

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?

Yo

 

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 goes 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, blow! 

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 at these ropes

It don`t matter, he`s dope

He knows that, but he`s broke

He`s so stag that he knows

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

Back to the lab again yo

This old rhapsody

Better go capture this moment and hope it don`t pass him


The soul`s 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 super stardom`s close to post mortem

It only grows harder, homie 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 hoes don`t want him no mo`, he`s cold product

They moved on to the next schmo who flows

He nose dove and sold nada

So the soap opera is told and unfolds

I suppose it`s old partna`, but the beat goes on

Da da dum da dum da da

 

 

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 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

Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a pre-madonna 

Baby mama drama`s screamin` on and

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotony`s

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 mothafuckin 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, this maybe the only opportunity that I got

 



 

You can do anything you set your mind to, man