CJ Crew - Lose Yourself lyrics

rate me

Look, if you had one shot, and one opportunity

To seize everything you ever wanted in 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, blau!

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 he knows

When he goes back to this mobile home,

That's when it's back to the lab again yo

This ol' rap shit

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

* 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

Cause opportunity comes once in a lifetime...yo

This 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 superstardom's close to post mortem

It only grows harder, homie grows hotter

He blows it all over, these ho's is all on him

Coast ot coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter

Lonely road, 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,

These ho's 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

And 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

* Repeat

No more games, I'm a change what you call rage

Tear this moth'uckin' roof off like 2 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 stepped writin', the next cipher

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' ta feed and water my seed, plus

Teeter-totter caught up between bein' a father and a primadonna

Baby mama dramas screamin' on her

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 end up in jail or shot

Success is my only moth'uckin' 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

* Repeat (x2)

You can do anything you set your mind to man