WAR WITH MYSELF

I walk inside this gym like a battlefield’s in front of me,
Calories are enemies, and every rep is cutting deep.
I’m not here to impress anybody or flex on social feeds—
I’m here to break the version of myself that used to bleed.

This ain’t a hobby, nah—this is discipline and fire,
Every pound I lose is one I used to carry like barbed wire.
I’m shedding all the bullshit that my mind kept holding tight,
Redemption in the mirror takes a hundred days of fight.

People wanna talk like it happens overnight,
But change don’t give a damn about excuses or your pride.
You want results? Then earn that sh*t and shut your mouth,
Because comfort’s just a cage—you gotta break that mother out.

I’m done surrendering to laziness and doubt,
I’m cutting off the voices pulling me down like a blackout.
Call it pain, call it struggle, call it hell—whatever helps—
But every struggle I survive is another win against myself.

Wake up sore? Good—means you’re working, not pretending,
Muscles screaming like alarms, yeah the message never ending.
Red flags in your head trying hard to make you quit,
But winners don’t negotiate—they just push through all that sh*t.

There’s no short cuts, no magic pills, no cheating,
No cheap fix, no easy switch to flip and stop repeating.
You wanna see the difference, gotta suffer through the storms,
Because greatness ain’t a gift—it’s something forged and transformed.

I’m talking sweat dripping down like gasoline,
Firing up the engine in my veins like a war machine.
Step by step, brick by brick, day by goddamn day,
If you want the body, gotta kill the lazy part and slay.

Yeah, reduction’s like war, and the enemy’s myself,
Every craving, every weakness sitting silent on the shelf.
But I’m taking back control—this time I choose health,
I’m the weapon and the warrior and the general as well.


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CHORUS (aggressive hook – nu-metal vibe)

I’M AT WAR WITH MYSELF—
AND I’M READY TO BLEED!
TEARING DOWN THE OLD ME
‘CAUSE I’M BUILT TO SUCCEED!

NO EXCUSES—NO FEAR—
WATCH ME BREAK MY LIMITS!
THIS BODY—THIS MIND—
YEAH I’M TAKIN’ IT BACK—MINUTE BY MINUTE!


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Yeah it hurts—GOOD—pain is proof I’m still alive,
Every time I choose control, I get stronger while I survive.
Redefining every weakness like a challenge I accept,
There’s power in discomfort—don’t you ever forget.

My heart beats like a drum and the rhythm is insane,
I’m the architect of progress, not a prisoner of pain.
Every meal, every set, every breath that I breathe—
Makes the old me fade away like a ghost buried beneath.

I ain’t starving myself—nah, I’m feeding the machine,
High protein, hydration—keep the engine clean.
This isn’t self-destruction, this is building something strong,
A healthy mind inside a body that’s been fighting way too long.

Wave goodbye to the excuses, kick the toxic out the room,
Turn your demons into fuel and let motivation boom.
You’re not just losing fat—you’re losing weakness from your soul,
Reduction’s more than numbers—it’s becoming whole.

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