More songs by Eminem
Description
Drumprogrammer, Producer, Mixing Engineer, Other: Eminem
Additionalproducer, Composer Lyricist: Jeff Bass
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Steve King
Recording Engineer: Mike Strange
Composer Lyricist: Luis Resto
Composer Lyricist: Marshall Mathers
Lyrics and translation
Original
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. 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 choking, how? Everybody's joking now.
The clock's run out, time's up, over—blaow! 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's to these ropes.
It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke.
He's so stagnant, he knows when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's back to the lab again, yo!
This whole rhapsody, better go capture -this moment and hope it don't pass him.
-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!
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 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 more, 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-dom, da-dom, dah!
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!
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!
You better. . . No more games, I'ma change what you call rage.
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged.
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed. I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage.
But I kept rhyming and stepped right in the next cipher. Best believe somebody's paying 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 goddamn 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 getting even harder trying to feed and water my seed.
Plus, teeter-totter, caught up between being a father and a prima donna. Baby mama drama, screaming on her.
Too much for me to want to 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 motherfucking 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.
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!
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!
You better. . . You can do anything you set your mind to, man.
English translation
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. 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 choking, how? Everybody's joking now.
The clock's run out, time's up, over—blaow! 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's to these ropes.
It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke.
He's so stagnant, he knows when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's back to the lab again, yo!
This whole rhapsody, better go capture -this moment and hope it don't pass him.
-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!
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 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 more, 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-dom, da-dom, dah!
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!
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!
You better. . . No more games, I'ma change what you call rage.
Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged.
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed. I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage.
But I kept rhyming and stepped right in the next cipher. Best believe somebody's paying 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 goddamn 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 getting even harder trying to feed and water my seed.
Plus, teeter-totter, caught up between being a father and a prima donna. Baby mama drama, screaming on her.
Too much for me to want to 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 motherfucking 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.
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!
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!
You better. . . You can do anything you set your mind to, man.