Eminem Lose Yourself [November 2002] Lyrics

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 s___
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
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's all over, these hos is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known 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, 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

HOOK

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this m________in 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 g______ 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 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 m________in 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

HOOKx2

You can do anything you set your mind to man