G.R.I.N.D

G stands for grinding, R stands for rhythm

I for intelligence that i find when i am spitting

N for the new shit, it goes Prop to the Dylan

D stands for the drive cuz I am driven

Yeah i am running now, got a get a nine to five

Steadily i struggle, while i try to get this vinyl out

Though the time is out, i thought i was the man

Damn I'm exhausted, not according to plan

(Ah) and so it seems that i always need a plan B

It's for the love of it, it's more than dreams of mad cheese

It's for the peeps, get on tour and see the mass ease

But after it all, i am forced to be an athlete

Running and chasing, for something with fragrance

I don't daze into slumber, cuz i am done with the waiting

I pace for the wonders, like summer of -07

Chilled out as the box bumped wonderful soul legends

The coming of go getters, but I've though it over

Is it worth while, to live with a bourdon on my shoulders

I focus on, perfection in order to get it precise

But I feel like Jekyll and Hyde, due to the stress in my life

I am not in a constant chase for exposure

But I remember first time I saw my name on a poster

Devotion and credit, took off some weight of my shoulder

That's where I decided to keep my aim for the culture

It's strange how it grows, from the city I reside at

To the bigger cities in Europe, witnessed as a live act

And climax, comes when I travel off to find peace

I made it this far without rapping over house beats

They keep coming, but we know they not as real

I'd rather rob and steal, then profit from a rotten deal

Signed and sealed, delivered but never on a silver plate

A written page, you even find rhymes on my pillowcase

So I spin away, you see I am gone with the wind

Cuz you see quitting don't really cost me a thing

But this rapping thing do, though I am hard with the pen

But that don't really matter, when the labels really wants me to sign

With the strive, comes anger, anger brings pain

Pain brings, drive, and with that we get change