| Answer | % Correct |
|---|---|
| Look, if you had {one} {shot} | 92%
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| Yo, his palms are {sweaty} | 91%
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| knees weak, arms are {heavy} | 89%
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| Or one {opportunity} | 89%
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| What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so {loud} | 88%
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| There's vomit on his sweater already, {mom's} {spaghetti} | 87%
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| He opens his mouth, but the words {won't} {come} {out} | 86%
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| He's nervous, but on the surface he looks {calm} {and} {ready} | 86%
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| You only get one {shot}, do not miss your chance to blow | 85%
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| In one {moment} | 84%
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| Snap back to reality, oh there goes {gravity} | 83%
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| To drop {bombs}, but he keeps on forgettin' | 83%
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| You better {lose} {yourself} in the music, the moment | 83%
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| He's {chokin'}, how, everybody's jokin' now | 82%
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| Or just let it {slip}? | 82%
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| To seize everything {you} {ever} {wanted} | 82%
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| You own it, you better never {let} {it} {go} | 80%
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| This opportunity comes {once} {in} {a} {lifetime} | 78%
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| The clocks run out, {times} {up}, over, blaow! | 77%
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| Would you {capture} {it} | 76%
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| He's so {mad}, but he won't give up that easy? No | 68%
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| This world is mine for the {taking} | 66%
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| Oh, there goes {Rabbit}, he choked | 63%
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| He goes home and barely knows his own {daughter} | 62%
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| Back to the {lab} {again} yo, this whole rhapsody | 61%
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| Make me king, as we move toward a {New} {World} {Order} | 61%
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| A {normal} life is borin', but super stardom's close to post mortar | 55%
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| He's so stagnant, he knows, when he goes back to this {mobile} {home}, that's when its | 54%
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| I was playin' in the beginnin', the {mood} all changed | 54%
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| Lonely roads, God only knows, he's grown farther from home, he's no {father} | 53%
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| He blows, it's all {over}, these hoes is all on him | 50%
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| It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's {broke} | 49%
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| Tear this motherf***in' roof off like two {dogs} caged | 49%
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| His {soul}'s escaping, through this hole that is gaping | 47%
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| Better go {capture} {this} {moment} and hope it don't pass him | 45%
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| Coast to coast shows, he's known as the {Globetrotter} | 44%
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| He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these {ropes} | 44%
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| I been {chewed} {up} and spit out and booed off stage | 44%
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| But hold your nose 'cause here goes the {cold} {water} | 42%
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| No more games, I'ma change what you call {rage} | 42%
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| Success is my only motherf***in' option, {failure}'s not | 42%
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| These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold {product} | 38%
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| {Five} and I can't provide the right type of | 36%
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| Fact that I can't get by with my {nine} to | 35%
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| This is my life and these times are {so} {hard} | 35%
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| All the pain inside {amplified} by the | 34%
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| But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next {cypher} | 34%
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| So here {I} {go}, is my shot | 33%
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| Best believe somebody's payin' the {Pied} {Piper} | 32%
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| And its no {movie}, there's no Mekhi Phifer | 31%
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| Feet, {fail} {me} {not}, this may be the only opportunity that I got | 31%
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| It only grows harder, only grows {hotter} | 31%
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| And it's getting even harder tryna feed and water my {seed}, plus | 30%
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| Gotten me to the point, I'm like a {snail} I've got | 30%
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| Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn {food} {stamps} don't buy diapers | 30%
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| Teeter-totter, caught up between bein' a father and a {prima}-{donna} | 30%
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| Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in {Salem's} {lot} | 29%
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| To {formulate} a plot fore I end up in jail or shot | 29%
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| {Baby} {mama} drama, screamin' on her, too much | 26%
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| They moved on to the next schmo who {flows}, he nose dove and sold nada | 25%
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| So the {soap} {opera} is told and unfolds, I suppose it's old partna, but the beat goes on | 21%
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| For me to wanna stay in one spot, another day of {monotony}'s | 17%
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