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Verse 1

Em His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms D are heavy

There’s vomit Am on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti C

H Em e’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready D

What he wrot Em e down, the whole crowd goes so loud D

H Am e opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out C

Em He’s chokin’ how, everybody’s chokin’ now D

Am The clock’s run out, times up, over, blaw! C

Em Snap, back to reality, oh, there go D es gravity

Am Oh, there goes Rabbit he choked, he’s so ma C d but he won’t Em

Give up that easy, no, he won’t h D ave it he knows Am

His whole back’s to these ropes, it don’t matter C he’s dope Em

He knows that but he’s broke, he so stagnant he D knows Am

When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s whe C n it’s

Em Back to the lab again, yo C

This whole rhapsody better go capture t Am his moment

And hope C it don’t pass him (X3)

Chorus

C Well this is the music

The mome Am nt, you own it, you better never let it go Em D

You only g C et one shot, do not miss your chance to blow Am

This opport Em unity comes once in a lifetime, yo X2 D

Verse 2

Em His soul’s escaping, through this hole that is gaping D

Am This world is mine for the taking, make me kin C g

C But superstardom’s close to post mor Em tem

D It only grows harder, only grows hotter Am

C He blows it’s all over, these h**s is all Em on him

D Coast to coast shows, he’s known as the Am Globetrotter lonely roads C

God only knows he’s Em grown farther from home, he’s no father D

He Am goes home and barely knows his own daughter C

Em But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold wate D r

Am These h**s don’t want him no mo’, he’s cold pro C duct

Em They moved on to the next schmoe who flows D

Am He nose dove and sold nada, so the soap opera C is told it unfolds Em

I suppose it’s o D ld partna, but the beat goes on Am

C Da da dum, da dum da da da da

Chorus

No more games, I’ma change what you call rage

Tear this mothaf****n’ 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 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 *** damn 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 prima donna

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 end up in jail or shot

Success is my only mothaf****n’ 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