*Lose Yourself (GMAT Remix)*
His palms are sweaty, screen’s dim, mind’s heavy
There’s scrap paper on his desk already — Quant’s deadly
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and steady
To solve probs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down — the whole section goes so loud
He stares at the clock but his thoughts won’t come out
He’s chokin’, wow, the RC’s jokin’ now
The clock’s run out, time’s up — no plow!
Snap back to the test room — oh! there goes patience
Oh! There goes structure, he broke concentration
He won’t quit that easy, nope, no hesitation
He knows he’s in deep, but he’s got dedication
It don’t matter, he’s prepped — but this test is tight
It’s like 705 or bust, he’s been grindin’ nights
And he’s mad but he knows when he gets back home
It’s back to the guide again, yo — Verbal zone!
You better lose yourself in the prep, in the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to score
This score comes once in a lifetime — yo!
No panic, just focus, no fluke in this motion
This section’s your moment, don’t drown in emotion
This is your path to that B-school admission
That MBA dream, that finance ambition
No shortcuts, no hacks, no excuses
Just practice, revise, and kill all confusions
So make the most of your shot and then own it
The GMAT’s tough, yeah — but you’ve chosen it
And when the time comes and the screen goes dark
You’ll know deep down — you gave it your heart.
*Lose Yourself (GMAT Remix)*
His palms are sweaty, screen’s dim, mind’s heavy
There’s scrap paper on his desk already — Quant’s deadly
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and steady
To solve probs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down — the whole section goes so loud
He stares at the clock but his thoughts won’t come out
He’s chokin’, wow, the RC’s jokin’ now
The clock’s run out, time’s up — no plow!
Snap back to the test room — oh! there goes patience
Oh! There goes structure, he broke concentration
He won’t quit that easy, nope, no hesitation
He knows he’s in deep, but he’s got dedication
It don’t matter, he’s prepped — but this test is tight
It’s like 705 or bust, he’s been grindin’ nights
And he’s mad but he knows when he gets back home
It’s back to the guide again, yo — Verbal zone!
You better lose yourself in the prep, in the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to score
This score comes once in a lifetime — yo!
No panic, just focus, no fluke in this motion
This section’s your moment, don’t drown in emotion
This is your path to that B-school admission
That MBA dream, that finance ambition
No shortcuts, no hacks, no excuses
Just practice, revise, and kill all confusions
So make the most of your shot and then own it
The GMAT’s tough, yeah — but you’ve chosen it
And when the time comes and the screen goes dark
You’ll know deep down — you gave it your heart.