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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prop Dylan
Prop Dylan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerremalm
Jerremalm
Composer
Norén
Norén
Lyrics
Jakob
Jakob
Composer
PeR
PeR
Lyrics

Lyrics

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 A change for the better, as we move for the goal When grinding in this Motown, i got blues in soul
Writer(s): Jakob, Jerremalm, Norén, Per Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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