Lose Yourself — Verse 3

Scored May 17, 2026

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No more games, I'ma change what you call rage

Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged

I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed

I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage

But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher

Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper

All the pain inside amplified by the

Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-

Five and I can't provide the right type of life for my family

'Cause, man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers

And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life

And these times are so hard, and it's gettin' even harder

Tryna feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter

Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna

Baby-mama drama, screamin' on her, too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's gotten me

To the point I'm like a snail, I've got

To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot

Success is my only motherfuckin' 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, it's my shot, feet, fail me not

This may be the only opportunity that I got

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