Look
If you had
One shot
One opportunity
*Rapping*
To seize everything you've ever wanted...
One moment... To capture it.
*Rapping*
Or just let it slip? (Yo)
His palms are sweaty, knees weak arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's...
Spaghetti
He's nervous, 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 don't come out... He's chokin' how..
everyone jokin' now
The clocks run out, times up over blaow! (Yes, it's actually blaow.)
*Rapping*
Sing again,
Rapping
*Rapping*
=
*Rapping*
*Rapping**Rapping*
*Rapping*
*Sings*
*Rapping*
huh
*Rapping*
Iliked it
*Rapping*
Classic, i liked it
*Rapping*
*Dancing*
Unbaliveable
*Dancing*
She is amazing
*Dancing*
*Twarking*