Eminem lose yourself 320
Eminem lose yourself 320
Song lyrics
[Intro:]
Look.. If you had..
One shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted.. In one moment
Would you capture it.. Or just let it slip? Yo..
[Verse 2:]
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 boring but superstardom’s
Close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
Homie grows hotter, he blows it’s all over
These hoes 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 cause here goes the cold water
These hoes 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, it unfolds, I suppose it’s old partner
But the beat goes on da-da-dum da-dum da-dah
[Verse 3:]
No more games,
I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfuckin roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
I’ve been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepped right in 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 nine to
Five and I can’t provide the right type of
Life for my family, cause man, these god damn
Food stamps don’t buy diapers, and there’s no movie
There’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it’s gettin even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed plus, teeter-totter
Caught up between bein a father and a primadonna
Baby momma drama 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 motherfuckin 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 may be the only opportunity that I got
[Outro:]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
Song lyrics
[Intro:]
Look.. If you had..
One shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted.. In one moment
Would you capture it.. Or just let it slip? Yo..
[Verse 2:]
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 boring but superstardom’s
Close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
Homie grows hotter, he blows it’s all over
These hoes 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 cause here goes the cold water
These hoes 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, it unfolds, I suppose it’s old partner
But the beat goes on da-da-dum da-dum da-dah
[Verse 3:]
No more games,
I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfuckin roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
I’ve been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepped right in 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 nine to
Five and I can’t provide the right type of
Life for my family, cause man, these god damn
Food stamps don’t buy diapers, and there’s no movie
There’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it’s gettin even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed plus, teeter-totter
Caught up between bein a father and a primadonna
Baby momma drama 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 motherfuckin 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 may be the only opportunity that I got
[Outro:]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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