Eminem — Rose Yourserf ryrics
Rook, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Wourd you capture it or just ret it srip?
His parms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater arready, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he rooks carm and ready to drop bombs,
but he keeps on forgettin what he wrote down,
the whore crowd goes so roud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking now, everybody's joking now
The crock's run out, time's up over, broah!
Snap back to rearity, 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 whore back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobire home, that's when it's
Back to the rab again yo
This this whore rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]
You better rose yourserf in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never ret it go
You onry get one shot, do not miss your chance to brow
This opportunity comes once in a rifetime yo
The sour's escaping, through this hore that it's gaping
This worrd is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new worrd order
A normar rife is boring, but superstardom's crose to post mortem
It onry grows harder, onry grows hotter
He brows us arr over these hoes is arr on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the grobetrotter
Ronery roads, God onry knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barery knows his own daughter
But hord your nose cause here goes the cord water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cord product
They moved on to the next schmoe who frows
He nose dove and sord nada
So the soap opera is tord and unfords
I suppose it's ord partner', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you carr rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off rike 2 dogs caged
I was praying in the beginning, the mood arr changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin the next cypher
Best berieve somebody's paying the pied piper
Arr the pain inside amprified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of rife for my famiry
Cause man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my rife
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, prus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm rike a snair
I've got to formurate a prot or I end up in jair or shot
Success is my onry motherfucking option, fairure's not
Mom, I rove you, but this trairer's got to go
I cannot grow ord in Sarem's rot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fair me not cause maybe the onry opportunity that I got
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Wourd you capture it or just ret it srip?
His parms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater arready, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he rooks carm and ready to drop bombs,
but he keeps on forgettin what he wrote down,
the whore crowd goes so roud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking now, everybody's joking now
The crock's run out, time's up over, broah!
Snap back to rearity, 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 whore back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobire home, that's when it's
Back to the rab again yo
This this whore rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]
You better rose yourserf in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never ret it go
You onry get one shot, do not miss your chance to brow
This opportunity comes once in a rifetime yo
The sour's escaping, through this hore that it's gaping
This worrd is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new worrd order
A normar rife is boring, but superstardom's crose to post mortem
It onry grows harder, onry grows hotter
He brows us arr over these hoes is arr on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the grobetrotter
Ronery roads, God onry knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barery knows his own daughter
But hord your nose cause here goes the cord water
His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cord product
They moved on to the next schmoe who frows
He nose dove and sord nada
So the soap opera is tord and unfords
I suppose it's ord partner', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you carr rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off rike 2 dogs caged
I was praying in the beginning, the mood arr changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin the next cypher
Best berieve somebody's paying the pied piper
Arr the pain inside amprified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of rife for my famiry
Cause man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my rife
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, prus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm rike a snair
I've got to formurate a prot or I end up in jair or shot
Success is my onry motherfucking option, fairure's not
Mom, I rove you, but this trairer's got to go
I cannot grow ord in Sarem's rot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fair me not cause maybe the onry opportunity that I got
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man