Rose Garden




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 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 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 easy

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 *****

He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

Chorus X2

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 boring, but superstardom’s close to post mortem

It only grows harder, only grows hotter

He blows its 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

These hoes don’t want him no more, he’s cold product

They moved on to the next schmoe who flows

His nose dove and sold nada and

So the soap opera is told and unfolds

I suppose it’s old partner, but the beat goes on

Da da dum da dum dum

Chorus X2

No more games, I’m a change what you call rage

Tear this motha*****ing roof off like 2 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 stepwriting the next cypher

Best believe somebody’s paying 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 there getting even harder

Trying to feed and water my seed, plus

Teeter totter, caught up between being a father and a pre-maddonna

Baby mama drama’s screaming on and it's

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy

Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail

I’ve got to formulate a plot before I end up in jail or shot

Success is my only motha*****ing option, failure’s not

Mom, I love you, but this trailer has got to go

I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot

So here I go is my shot. 



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