(Eminem)

Look, (wazzup?) if you had, one shot; (O.K.) or one opportunity

To seize everything you ever wanted, (Uh huh) in one moment

Would you capture it?



(Corey Mo)

Your motherfucken right thats why Corey Mo fun like a fool on this bitchin remix boy!



(Eminem)

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 chokin' how, everybody's jokin' now

The clocks run out, times up, over, plow!



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 of these ropes, it don't matter he's dope,

He knows that but he's broke, he so stagnant that he knows,

When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's

Back to the lab again, yo

This whole raposedy 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 life-time, 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 life-time, yo



(Corey Mo)

I specialise in southern supremacy

Meanin that I exercise some of my lyrical capabilities

To emphasise on certain topics thats probably gotten criticis