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Lose Yourself 2 by Praise

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Lose Yourself 2

Hip-Hop/Rap

0:003:42
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[Verse 1] Started as a kid in a maze, chasing five shadows at once, Thought I was Jack of all trades, acting like a genius or dunce. Selfish with the dream, yeah, I wanted the whole feast, Tryna swallow every piece, turn myself into a monster beast. Discombobulated mind, static on the television screen, Dense, overcrowded room, no map for where I'd never been. Utopia locked inside my head, blueprints written in red, Hit the mattress one night, staring at the ceiling in bed. [Hook] Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, aim the goal, You gotta, you gotta, you gotta take control. Chicka, chicka, lock in the sight, lose yourself, Stop running after rabbits and prove yourself! [Chorus] Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, lose yourself, They tell you, they tell you, they tell you, lose yourself. Chicka, chicka, you gotta, you gotta lose yourself, Don't chase no extra shadows no mo', lose yourself! Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, lose yourself, They tell you, they tell you, they tell you, lose yourself. Chicka, chicka, you gotta, you gotta lose yourself, Losing who you were to get it all, lose yourself! [Verse 2] Crack the skull open, words spoken like a tome broken, Brainiac on the globe, snatching souls till the throne's swollen. Synapses on fire, driven by a lot of desire, Refining the craft till I got the perfect myrrh. Overpopulated, discombobulated brain cells, Calculated every trap where the tame fell. Now I pin the target, skin the market, rip the carpet, Sinister logic in a mind that was darkest. No pennypinching, any inching near the throne gets snapped, Many listed in the ditch where the clones slept. I'm Jack of no trades, I'm the blade at the throat, Mastering the craft till the paper gets wrote. Got the grace of a titan, strike like the lightning, Hypnotic and frightening, the grip is just tightening. I lost my own shadow just to swallow the sun, Aiming one rabbit till the war is all won. [Hook] Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, aim the goal, You gotta, you gotta, you gotta take control. Chicka, chicka, lock in the sight, lose yourself, Stop running after rabbits and prove yourself! [Chorus] Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, lose yourself, They tell you, they tell you, they tell you, lose yourself. Chicka, chicka, you gotta, you gotta lose yourself, Don't chase no extra shadows no mo', lose yourself! Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, lose yourself, They tell you, they tell you, they tell you, lose yourself. Chicka, chicka, you gotta, you gotta lose yourself, Losing who you were to get it all, lose yourself! [Verse 3] Now the tunnel vision set, no looking left or to the right, Burning midnight oil just to turn the darkness into light. Used to want the whole plate, greedy for every single prize, Now I measure every move right in front of my own eyes. Flipping through the playbook, rewriting the script on the page, Adrenaline pumping, I'm ready to step on the stage. Tore down the maze, left the old mistakes in the dust, Turning pure panic into something they're forced to trust. No map in my hand, but I'm carving the trail with my teeth, You only see the surface, you don't see the fire underneath. Narrowed the scope, now the laser is pinned to the target, Selling out stadiums, leaving no space in the market. Cut off the dead weight, running this sprint on my own, Losing my mind just to sit on the throne. From a discombobulated kid with a dream in his head, To the hungry beast standing right where the giants once bled. [Chorus] Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, lose yourself, They tell you, they tell you, they tell you, lose yourself. Chicka, chicka, you gotta, you gotta lose yourself, Don't chase no extra shadows no mo', lose yourself! Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, lose yourself, They tell you, they tell you, they tell you, lose yourself. Chicka, chicka, you gotta, you gotta lose yourself, Losing who you were to get it all, lose yourself! [Outro] Chicka, chicka, chicka... lock in the sight. Lose yourself.