Cake 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 plams 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 clocks run
out, times up over, bloah! 
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity

Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked 
Hes so mad, but he wont give up that
easy 
No he wont have it, 
He knows his whole backs to these ropes 
It
dont matter, he's dope 
He knows that, but he's broke 
He's so mad that he
knows 
When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its 
Back to the
lab again yo 
This whole rap city 
Better go capture this moment and hope
it dont 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 
This opportunity comes once in a
lifetime yo 

His souls 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 superstardoms close to post
mortem 
It only grows harder, hommie 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 cuz here goes the cold water 

These hoes dont want him no
more, hes 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 its old partna, but the beat goes on 
Da da dum da dum da da da da


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 stepwritin the next cypher 
Best believe somebodys
payin the pied piper 
All the pain inside amplified by the fact 
That I
cant get by with my 9 to 5 
And I cant provide the right type a, life for my
family 
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers 
And its no
movie, theres 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 
See
dishonor caught up between bein a father and a prima donna 
Baby mama drama
screamin on and 
Too much for me to wanna 
Stay in one spot, another damn
or not 
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 trailers got to go 
I
cannot grow old in Salems lot 
So here I go its 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