EPTHere is link to the real song, you may wanna listen it while reading the lyrics
Look, if you had one shot
or one oportunity
to win every tournament you ever wanted
one moment
would you capture it or let it slip
his palms are sweaty, index figers
weak, arms are heavy
there's sweat on his hoodie already
some tacos and spaghetti
he's nervous, but on the
surface he looks calm and ready
to drop chargelots, but he keeps on
forgetting
to macro down, the
whole crowd goes so loud
they want the mothership but
it won't come out
everybody's shouting now
The clock's run out,
the time to push is over, bloah!
Snap back to reality
shitty map with reverse gravity
floting mothership in space is not that easy
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
laddering, that's when it's
back to square one again yo
this whole rhapsody
he better go capture this
moment and hope it don't pass him
you better lose yourself in the
shouts of the crowd, the moment
you own it, you better never let
it go
you only get one shot, do not
miss your chance to blow
a fucking mothership rush comes once in a lifetime yo
Huk's raging',through his
pillow he's tearin'
the next GSL is his for the taking
make him the king, as we move
toward, a new toss build order
a standart 2 gate robo's boring, but
his stargate's close to post mortem
It produces fenixes harder,
makes void rays hotter
he blows us all over
these noobs are all on him
one v one shows,
he's known as the mothership caller
lonely zealots, tassadar only knows
he's grown farther from
shakuras, he's no father
he defends home base and barely
knows his own probe
but hold your mouse cause here goes the mothership recaller
his units don't want him no more
he's cold product
they moved on to the next pro who flows
his hands and beat nada
so the gsl is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old practice partner, but
the beat goes on da da dum da dum da da
you better lose yourself in the
shouts of the crowd, the moment
you own it, you better never let
it go
you only get one shot, do not
miss your chance to blow
a fucking mothership rush comes once in a lifetime yo
No more games, I'ma change
what you call rage
tear this motherfucking roof
off like idra versus terran on a stage
I was playing in the beginning,
the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and
and booed off stage
But I kept timing and
spawning the next psi blade
best believe somebody's
paying me to get gripe of
all the pain inside amplified
by the fact
that I can't defend my
expansions 9 to 5
and I can't provide the right
type of life to my family
cause man, these goddamn muta
forces don't need diapers
and it's no movie, there's no
dimaga hype, this is my life
and these times are so hard
and it's getting even harder
trying to feed and water my
mineral line, plus
colossi, chragelots and templar caught up between
roach and a hydra
ghosts and nukes screaming
on and
too much for me to wanna stay in one spot
another second on the red dot
has gotten me to the point, I'm
like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot
fore I end up in A class ashamed or fighting for a tournament spot
success is the only motherfucking option
failure's not
Mothership, I love you, but this
trailer's got to go
I cannnot grow old and sale with you
a lot
So here I go this is my shot
Carrier fail me not cause
you maybe the only opportunity
that I got
you better lose yourself in the
shouts of the crowd, the moment
you own it, you better never let
it go
you only get one shot, do not
miss your chance to blow
a fucking mothership rush comes once in a lifetime yo
