His Palms are sweaty
Knees week
Arms are heavy
Theres vo.mit on his sweater already
Cinny's spegetti
Hes nearvous,
But on the surface
he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs
But he keeps on forgeting
What he wrote down
the whole crowd goes so loud
he opens his mouth
but the words wont come out
he choking how
everybodys jokin now
the clocks run out,
Times up
over
Blow

Song: Lose yourself
By: Eminem

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