[Verse 1: Barnabas Jnr]
Holla, let me know your mind
Can you see my whole vision or you also blind
Well, i see myself on stage, performing with the big names
Believe it or not my dream long like a summer train
No shame
Actually, more pain, more gain
You nig*as think primitive so you cage me
Like a picture frame will do
Wanna be like me, two choices, God or vudu
Black reverend sh*t like Desmond Tutu
Much respect to all those who pa**ed away
Whitney Houston, Michael Jackson and the other baes
If you f**ed up, then f** off
You think i'm wastin' my time
Then boy you better back off
Stop there, right here, you think that i'm a looser
I'm never gon' back down
Praise the Lord Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord Halelujah!
Coz i'm really on my grind with a black panamera
(hey)
[Hook: Barnabas Jnr]
I'm still on my grind
I'm still on my grind (eyy)
I'm still on my grind
I'm still on my grind (ohh o oh)
I'm still on my grind
[Verse 2: Barnabas Jnr]
Can I spit this verse without caution
Without the "PG" sign
Without none of ya even talkin' on my grind nig*a
Gat it locked like foot locker
Could it be Nas or 2Pac or Biggie on the beat nig*a
No it's me nig*a
Ain't luck!
Never got the back of fake nig*as
Silly a** nig*as
Nig*as who be talking sh*t, sh*t about me
Wait, my family and my girl
On my way to the top, they trip
But they rather fell
This my story growing up
But i could not even tell (ah)
Just imagine, they cannot even keep up
Nig*as you my students
And i'm your f**in' teacher
Relax, very soon we gat tutotorials
Then you gon' know, you gon' know
You gon' know how to rap
Then you gon' testify
Testify that i'm the god of rap
Now see this, see the way i end sh*t
Couple of bars left
Still did it like a cla**ic
I'm gone
[Hook]
[Outro: Barnabas Jnr]
(laughs)
You know a lot of people say you cannot make it
Mehn, i think we can all make it
It just depends on us
We can just make it baby
Just gatta still be on your grind
And do what you gatta do to survive
Feel me! (Yeah)
[Hook]