Grounded
• Written by SeaJay
Please don’t make another sound
People hating, I been clowning
I been fronting for the longest, longest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
Smoked an eighth up in the lounge
I been floating on the strongest, strongest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
People hating, I been clowning
I been fronting for the longest, longest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
Smoked an eighth up in the lounge
I been floating on the strongest, strongest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Swear to god it ain’t like that
Why the fuck I’m grown and I write that down
I was in the zone spitting rhymes from the dome
When it dawned that the song was a bite back
How I got this spite right now?
No sign of the sanity assigned in my mind
So it’s time to decide
If I’ll fight back
Frowned at the sight of the lines on my iPad
I packed power behind em
Ain’t proud of the violence
Shit
I better chill fore I go off the handle
Boxed in with the coldest of vandals
Nostrils full of polvo de blanco
Not nearly as known as I plan to be
Planning to grow to the canopy
Trapped in this moment, it’s all I see
So it’s all night grinding till sunlight shines
And they all like
Please don’t make another sound
People hating, I been clowning
I been fronting for the longest, longest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
Smoked an eighth up in the lounge
I been floating on the strongest, strongest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
People hating, I been clowning
I been fronting for the longest, longest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
Smoked an eighth up in the lounge
I been floating on the strongest, strongest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
And I’m backing up the words that I spat in the past
Batting average be better than Babe
When I hop up and I rap on the stage
Ain’t gotta speak no fucking cap they amazed
And who could blame em
Back in the day
I used to act like an angel
Academic but my passion done changed
I backed up and I packaged my pain
I made it blatant I was begging for fame
But I’m bigger now, I’m paving my way
To claiming my aims
I came and I saw and I’m
Yet to conquer
Thirst for commas turned me to a monster
But it’s honestly
How I’m gon achieve
If I dodge all the shots at me
I‘m blocked off from their commentary
They constantly plot plots on my odyssey
I oughta seize em
Honour the OGs of hip hop
Pop off on demons
Haunting me
I tell em ‘God, just stop
And plead like
Please don’t make another sound
Seen the things I’ve read about
Need a reason for the clout
Otherwise I’ll leave, no need to stick around
Been deceived by deeper doubts
Dip into the devious till it surrounds me
Dabbled in the deeds I’ve deemed a different route
To the typical, the themes that bleed from out my mouth
But I put the pen down for a second
Else I’m getting carried away
I carry the hate and I bury the pain
I vary the style but its fairly the same
From ferry to plane ferried my shame
And married the game
came close to the weary in face
I feigned hope fore I entered the gate
From grey throne to the heir of the greats
I can’t cope, I ain’t ready for change
I changed tone, looked em dead in the face
Just to say
Please don’t make another sound
People hating, I been clowning
I been fronting for the longest, longest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
Please don’t make another sound
Smoked an eighth up in the lounge
I been floating on the strongest, strongest
Now my feet are back upon the ground
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About the Artist
SeaJay
Member since August 31 2017