Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G.R.I.N.D, artist - Prop Dylan. Album song Crossing the Bridge, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.05.2009
Record label: Catapults
Song language: English
G.R.I.N.D |
Ayo, G stands for grinding, R stands for rhythm |
I for intelligence that I find when I’m spitting |
N for the new shit, it goes Prop to the Dylan |
D stands for the drive cuz, cuz I am driven |
G stands for grinding, R stands for rhythm |
I for intelligence that I find when I’m spitting |
N for the new shit, it goes Prop to the Dylan |
D stands for the drive cuz, 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 |
Thouught I was the mgh the time is out, I thoan |
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 burden 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 |
G stands for grinding, R stands for rhythm |
I for intelligence that I find when I’m spitting |
N for the new shit, it goes Prop to the Dylan |
D stands for the drive cuz, cuz I am driven |
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 than profit from a rotten deal |
Signed and sealed, delivered but never on a silver plate |
A written page, you find rhymes on my pillowcase |
So I spin away, you see me going 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 want me to sing |
G stands for grinding, R stands for rhythm |
I for intelligence that I find when I’m spitting |
N for the new shit, it goes Prop to the Dylan |
D stands for the drive cuz, cuz I am driven |
With strive comes anger, anger brings pain |
Pain brings drive and with that we get change |
A change for the better as we move for the goal |
When grinding in this Motown I got blues in soul |
With strive comes anger, anger brings pain |
Pain brings drive and with that we get change |
A change for the better as we move for the goal |
When grinding in this Motown I got blues in soul |