8 Mile Lose Yourself Lyrics

Lose Yourself Lyrics

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? 

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 forgettin 
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, plow!
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 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 old rhapsody
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, oh
You only get one shot, do not
miss your chance to blow 
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime,
oh

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 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 know as the globe-trotter
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 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
So the soap opera
is told it unfolds
I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da
dum da dum da da dum

[Hook]

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 stepped, writin 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 God 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
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 mothafuckin 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 here's my shot.
Feet fail me not this may be
the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you
set your mind to, man