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 | موضوع: كلمات اغنيةLose yourself_Eminem  السبت يناير 09, 2010 8:27 am | |
| كلمات اغنيةLose yourself_Eminem
look if you had one shot,one
opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment
Would you
capture it or just let it slip?
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, bloah!
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
Is he? No
He won’t have it , he knows
his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that,
but he’s broke
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his
mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap
shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him
Chorus
X2
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
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul’s escaping,
through this hole that it’s 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 mortar
It only grows harder, only
grows hotter
He blows its 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
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
So the soap opera
is told and unfolds
I suppose it’s old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da
dum da dum da da
Chorus X2
No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the
beginnin, 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 goddam 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 monotomy
Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a
snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success
is my only mothafuckin option, failure’s not
Mom, I love you, but this
trailer has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot
So here I go is
my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
Chorus X2
You can do anything you set your mind to,
man
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