I wrote it down today:

90s hip-hop, boom bap, east coast hip hop

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**[Tempo: 90 BPM - Classic East Coast Boom-Bap beat drops with a smooth, soulful R&B bassline]**
### Verse 1
Yeah.
When it’s time to take the dive, see what’s on the other side
Can’t leave it on the table, let the current be the guide
Whether you get what you want, or you take a heavy loss
You gotta look into the mirror, recognize who is the boss.
I went all the way, found out exactly what was real
That’s a beautiful plateau, that’s a powerful way to feel.
But too many of us running 'round, half-assing the grind
Half-pulling our own weight, leaving greatness behind.
Not studying the self, not holding up to the task
Hiding all our brilliance right behind a broken mask.
### Pre-Chorus
We don't pat our own backs when we conquer the hill
And we don't crack our own whips when we losing the will.
Somebody told me, "Master yourself, take the wheel"
I thought, *who else am I supposed to be full of, for real?*
### Chorus **[Sung - R&B Melody]**
**Take a look in the glass, tell me what do you see?**
**Give yourself a little credit, engineer your own peace.**
**We so gentle with a stranger when they falling behind**
**But we kick ourselves down when we step out of line.**
**There's a science to the satisfaction, searching for the win**
**Yeah, the tragedy of life is that the pain is built in.**
**But the pain is an asset.**
**Yeah, the pain is an asset.**
### Verse 2
I wrote it down today: I wish we loved who we are.
Take a minute in the mirror, see you made it this far.
Own the things that you pull off, look at yourself and say,
"Good job, that's what you wanted, you made it happen today."
But at the very same time, keeping the balance exact
When you fail, look in the mirror, tell yourself it's a wrap.
Hold yourself to the fire, but don't burn down the house
Give yourself the same grace you give a friend or a spouse.
Engineer a little less pain, maybe a little more pleasure
At the end of the day, inner peace is the measure.
### Verse 3
It's a crazy double standard how we operate the mind
So supportive of others, always gentle and kind.
Give a reassuring hand on the shoulder of a friend
Tell 'em "You tried your best," when they reach their wit's end.
But given the fact that *we* tried, we don't get the same grace
Give ourselves a swift kick on the way out the place.
Harsh words follow me right out the open door
Just 'cause I got in a pickle, expecting so much more.
But the ironic tragedy is life is gonna bruise
We can use it as an asset, it's just up to what we choose.
### Chorus **[Sung - R&B Melody]**
**Take a look in the glass, tell me what do you see?**
**Give yourself a little credit, engineer your own peace.**
**We so gentle with a stranger when they falling behind**
**But we kick ourselves down when we step out of line.**
**There's a science to the satisfaction, searching for the win**
**Yeah, the tragedy of life is that the pain is built in.**
**But the pain is an asset.**
**Yeah, the pain is an asset.**
### Outro **[Beat fades slowly into a soulful piano loop]**
Master yourself.
Who else are you supposed to be full of?
Crack the whip when you need it.
Pat your back when you earn it.
The science of satisfaction.
Find out what's on the other side.
Dive in.

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**[Tempo: 90 BPM - Classic East Coast Boom-Bap beat drops with a smooth, soulful R&B bassline]** ### Verse 1 Yeah. When it’s time to take the dive, see what’s on the other side Can’t leave it on the table, let the current be the guide Whether you get what you want, or you take a heavy loss You gotta look into the mirror, recognize who is the boss. I went all the way, found out exactly what was real That’s a beautiful plateau, that’s a powerful way to feel. But too many of us running 'round, half-assing the grind Half-pulling our own weight, leaving greatness behind. Not studying the self, not holding up to the task Hiding all our brilliance right behind a broken mask. ### Pre-Chorus We don't pat our own backs when we conquer the hill And we don't crack our own whips when we losing the will. Somebody told me, "Master yourself, take the wheel" I thought, *who else am I supposed to be full of, for real?* ### Chorus **[Sung - R&B Melody]** **Take a look in the glass, tell me what do you see?** **Give yourself a little credit, engineer your own peace.** **We so gentle with a stranger when they falling behind** **But we kick ourselves down when we step out of line.** **There's a science to the satisfaction, searching for the win** **Yeah, the tragedy of life is that the pain is built in.** **But the pain is an asset.** **Yeah, the pain is an asset.** ### Verse 2 I wrote it down today: I wish we loved who we are. Take a minute in the mirror, see you made it this far. Own the things that you pull off, look at yourself and say, "Good job, that's what you wanted, you made it happen today." But at the very same time, keeping the balance exact When you fail, look in the mirror, tell yourself it's a wrap. Hold yourself to the fire, but don't burn down the house Give yourself the same grace you give a friend or a spouse. Engineer a little less pain, maybe a little more pleasure At the end of the day, inner peace is the measure. ### Verse 3 It's a crazy double standard how we operate the mind So supportive of others, always gentle and kind. Give a reassuring hand on the shoulder of a friend Tell 'em "You tried your best," when they reach their wit's end. But given the fact that *we* tried, we don't get the same grace Give ourselves a swift kick on the way out the place. Harsh words follow me right out the open door Just 'cause I got in a pickle, expecting so much more. But the ironic tragedy is life is gonna bruise We can use it as an asset, it's just up to what we choose. ### Chorus **[Sung - R&B Melody]** **Take a look in the glass, tell me what do you see?** **Give yourself a little credit, engineer your own peace.** **We so gentle with a stranger when they falling behind** **But we kick ourselves down when we step out of line.** **There's a science to the satisfaction, searching for the win** **Yeah, the tragedy of life is that the pain is built in.** **But the pain is an asset.** **Yeah, the pain is an asset.** ### Outro **[Beat fades slowly into a soulful piano loop]** Master yourself. Who else are you supposed to be full of? Crack the whip when you need it. Pat your back when you earn it. The science of satisfaction. Find out what's on the other side. Dive in.

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