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Tekst :

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 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, 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
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

[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

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 us 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
His 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 and unfolds
I suppose it s old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum 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 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
See dishonor caught up 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 jam or not
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 trail 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

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

Tekst :

Feat - Jay-Z

[Jay-Z]
Motherfuckers -
say that I m foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I m influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothin, I made somethin doin
what I do through and through and
I give you the news - with a twist it s just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade; you been afraid
I penetrate pop culture, bring em a lot closer to the block where they
pop toasters and they live with their moms got drop roasters from botched robberies niggas crouched over
mommies knocked up cause she wasn t wached over knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
no he s not around tnow how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without ridin round
hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
How you rate music that thugs with nothin relate to it i help them see their way through it - not you cant step in my pants cant walk in my shoes bet everything you worth you lose your tie and your shirt

[Eminem]
Since I m in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain t no politician but I ll kick it with em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I ll wear it
But if it don t, then y all ll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who s these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits
But there s a huge interference - they re sayin you shouldn t hear it
Maybe it s hatred I spew, maybe it s food for the spirit
Maybe it s beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I m debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn t experiment?
Now now, that s when you start to stare at who s in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn t do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don t
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he s {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
And I m the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it s just a
[Chorus: Eminem + Jay-Z]
[Em] RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what s on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I m a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk
about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING), RENEGADE!
[Jay] Never been afraid to say
what s on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I m a {RENEGADE} Never been afraid to holler
about anything {anything?} Anything {ANYTHING!}

[Jay-Z]
I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench
Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin braver
Doo-rag wrappin my waves up, pockets full of hope
Do not step to me - I m awkward, I box leftier often
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn t home
Could not stress to me I wasn t grown; specially on nights
I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor - thirty years my senior
My childhood didn t mean much, only raisin green up
Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky
Big I did it - multi before I die (nigga)
No lie, just know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

[Eminem]
See I m a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
But that ain t the case, see it s a matter of taste
We as a people decide if Shady s as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape?
Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
See it s easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie
while I m wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer
I m a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful
The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you
What did I do? (huh?) I m just a kid from the gutter
makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I m a muh fuckin

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Tekst :

Denuan: I told ya ll mother fuckers I was comin back
(shit) What now nigga what now
What! (?) the projects nigga

Hook:
One Shot, Two Shots, Three Shots, Four Shots
All I hear is gun shot s
This is where the fun stops
Bodies drop hit the floor
Music s off party stops
Everybody hit the door somebodys makin shots off

Verse 1(Bizarre):
Securities Gone, I m dropped in the club
And im tryna run and get my mutha fuckin gun
(nigga what about your wife)
Nigga fuck my wife
Im tryna run, and save my mutha fuckin life
Oh shit, the shooters comin
Bitches hollerin niggas runnin
People shot all over the floor
And im tryna make it to the Saint Andrews door
(Gun shot) Thats the sound of the glock
Even Dj ? fucked around and got shot
I dun messed around and forget my tech
I don t see nobody, but the fab five and ?

Verse Two(Kuniva):
Kuniva you ariight?
These niggas is trippin
Where s Bizzare at?
Im tryna flip thru the accident and get to where my car is at
Bitches screamin everywhere
And niggas is whilin
Two minutes ago, we was all jokin and smilin
This chick is clingin on to me
Sobbing and sighing
Sayin she didnt mean to diss me earlier,and she cryin
But its real and its on, and caps is gettin peeled
So I hugged her and used her body as a human sheild
an (oweah) she got hit
now shes yellin dont leave me!
I told her I ll be right back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door,and made my escape
I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late

Hook

Verse Three (Kuniva and Swift):
I been tryna call you all day mutha fucker where you at?
I m on seven mile, what the fuck was that?
Damn, somebody hit me from the back
Wit they car?
Wit a gat nigga and my tie flat
An I just hit a pole
Them niggas some hoe s
Is you hit?
I dont know, but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black Mitsubishi
Shit thats the clique we beef wit
Mayn
I swear
And I was on my way there
Belive me im leavin a carcass today
Now ima park my car and walk the rest of the way
Im in the mood to strut
My Ak aint even tucked
Ima meet you at the club we gon fuck these hoes up

Hook

Verse Four (Eminem):
I never seen no shit like this in my life before
People are still camped out from the night before
Sleepin outside the door, waitin in lines
Still tryna get in the club, to see D12 perform
The fire marshalls know the vinuews to small
People are wall to wall
Three thousand and some odd fans
And some come wide from out the parking lot
Get to an arguement over a parking spot
Decides to pull his gun out and let a few go off
missed you hes aimin for six feet aways the door
into Saint Andrews Hall
Lotta strays flyin all over the place
Grazed one bitch in the face
Another one of em came thru the wall
Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off
I m posted up at the bar havin a mozeltoff
Bullet wizzed right by my ear
Damn near shot it off
Thank god im alive I gotta find Denauon
And where the fuck is von he usually tucks one on em
Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre
Naww I guess not
What the fuck? Oh my god it was
I never saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin ass
I think he left his wife
There she is on the ground pen trampled
I go to grab her up by the damn but I cant pull her
God damn there just went a nother bullet Im hit
My vest is barly able to handle it
Its to thin
If I get hit again, I cant do it I scooped D
Followed Bizzares path, and ran through with it
Made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps
Looked up and I seen Swift
Shootin it out, but I cant see who hes shootin it out with
But Denuans Right behind him squeezing his four fif

Hook

Verse five (Denuan):
Its a friday night came to this bitch right
Big gats to my left Desert eagle in my right
I aint come in this bitch to party I came in this bitch to fight
Although I cant say im here to fight
Cuz im popin niggas tonight
Thats right bitches im drunk with revenge
Shot a ? in the neck for tryna check when I got in
Swift told me to meet him here
So its clear that this mug had shot out the back of a truck
is up in this mother fucker
So one shots for the money
Two s to stop the show
Thirds for the bartender (bitch bring me a shot cold)
I just wanna know whos drivin a black mitsubishi
He tryed to run so proof shot him in the knee wita three piece

Hook

I know you expected me
To act just like a schoolgirl
Followed your rules
Just like a fool
Wrapped up in your world
What s good for you
Don t mean that s so good for me
What can I do, but hang...

Yeah I have my dictions
I keep my share of secrets
And things you ll never see
Mmm I get selfish and defensive
And pay too much attention to my insecurity

Though I
I m just like everybody else
I try to...

AS I WALK THIS LAND OF BROKEN DREAMS
I HAVE VISIONS OF MANY THINGS
HAPPINESS IS JUST AN ILLUSION
FILLED WITH SADNESS AND CONFUSION

WHAT BECOMES OF THE BROKEN HEARTED
WHO HAVE LOVE THAT S NOW DEPARTED
I KNOW IV E GOT TO FIND SOME KIND OF PIECE OF MIND

ROOTS OF LOVE GROW ALL AROUND
BUT FOR...

All perversions of the third eye
through distorted and exaggerated images,
perverted movements of the body and breakdancing,
and other forms of dancing,
and we especially call for the judgement in this hour
and the destroying of rock music directed
specifically against children
through the videos that were portrayed,
and...

I m all alone thinking of the yesterday s blues
I don t like to do
But I ain t got nothing else to do

I ve got a friend
He s here now
He lives in my head
When I m all alone I talk to my stereoman

I just can t let go
It makes me...