Lyrics Look, Hey Yo If you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted When this first started off it was just Linkin Park One moment And at the end of it all Would you capture it or just let it slip? Remixxx 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 forgettin' What he wrote down, the whole crowd grows 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 back's to the ropes It dont 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
Now what the hell are you waiting for what the hell are you waiting for
The 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 boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem It only grows harder, homie grows hotter He blows us 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, hes no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water Nobody wants 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 partner, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da Yo
No more games, Imma change what you call rage Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playin in the beginning, but then 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 of 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 teeter-totter 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 jam 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 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 I've become so numb I can't feel you there I've become so tired so much more aware I've becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb Can I get an encore do you want more? I've become so numb One last time I need you to aplaw (X2)