Whether you like Eminem, hate him or don’t even know who he is, Eminem does something that each one of us should learn how to do: Stand out from the crowd.
I’m not a huge fan of this type of music, but I really like Eminem because he is real. He doesn’t care what people think about him or his music he just goes on stage an speaks his mind.
I was driving on the freeway yesterday and his song “Lose Yourself” came on the radio. I was in a pensive state-of-mind and actually listened to what he was saying.
I was blown away at how similar his and my mission is. The song talks about him going on stage to perform before anyone knew who he was, and when he got on stage, he couldn’t remember the lyrics. Then he tells himself that this is his opportunity to get out of the trailer park, this is IT.
I’m not saying everybody only gets one shot or opportunity to make it, but what Eminem has is DRIVE. He does not want to live life the way he is living anymore. He is giving this one opportunity EVERYTHING that he has.
Giving 110% is what it takes to live your dream. Being open to and seizing the right opportunity is how to find that success.
Think about your life and your drive to achieve your goals. Are you giving 110%?
Listen to the song….some of you may have heard it a million times but listen to the lyrics and feel the emotion that he has behind every word.
This was actually a really motivating song for me 
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Here are the lyrics: (Some foul language)
“Lose Yourself”
Look, if you had one shot, or 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 forgettin what he wrote down,
the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s choking now, everybody’s joking 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, no
He won’t have it , he knows his whole 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 mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This this whole rhapsody
He 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 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 us 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 ’cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don’t want him no more, he’s 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 it’s old partner but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepwritin 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
Cause 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 it’s getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
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 like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking 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 is my shot.
Feet fail me not cause maybe the only opportunity that I got
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
To Your Success,
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