Grind time by Biike2biike

(Verse) Yeah, I’m spitting wisdom, call me lyrical genius, Words like a canvas, painting dreams, I’m the cleanest. Elevating minds, got the world in my palms, Rising to the top, yeah, I’m breaking all the norms. Every verse I write, it’s a blueprint for the soul, Building up my empire, stacking chips, that’s the goal. From the struggle to the hustle, I’m the voice of the street, With a heart full of fire, can’t accept defeat. Got my eyes on the prize, vision clear like a lens, Turning pain into power, watch the magic commence. Uplifting the masses, I’m the light in the dark, Every line I drop, man, it’s igniting a spark. Riding on this rhythm, feel the bass in your chest, Living for the moment, I’m just chasing the best. With each bar I spit, I’m defying all the odds, In this game of life, yeah, I’m one of the gods. Yeah, I’m spitting fire, like I’m born from the flame, Lyrical genius, you can’t forget the name, Got the hustle in my veins, every beat's a new claim, Rising to the top, ain’t no need for the fame. Countin’ blessings, every day’s a new grind, In the city lights, but I’m keeping it kind, From the struggle to the stage, now it’s all intertwined, Elevating minds, leaving all the hate behind. (Verse 2) Chasing dreams, I’m the king of my lane, Verses hit hard, like a runaway train, Uplifting souls, breaking every chain, With my flow so clean, it’s like a sweet champagne. I’m the voice of the youth, call me wisdom in the booth, Every line a revelation, yeah, I’m spitting the truth, In a world full of doubt, I’m the living proof, Lyrical genius, watch me raise the roof!