paroles de chanson Grounded - Sa-Roc

I ain't always gon' be right
But I'ma be right about me
I ain't always gon' be alright
But I'ma get back on my feet

Forever seem like a long time coming
Lines of sight blurred, 'cept for these poems I summon
Out the roof of my trap and off the floor of my stomach
Got my prayers stacked just in case my soaring star plummet, and
One of these days, I'ma give all of me
Honestly, always felt I was an oddity
Heart on my arm beat in harmony with the sinners
Gods and all their descendants

Marvel at daredevils they cage with no public defenders
I winter in linens and summer in caramel fleece
Gotta keep 'em on their toes in case the carousel cease
'Cause the second I switch up the broken record
My bread'll stop rising regular like I failed to add yeast
And the' Gram want a pound of your flesh for the networks

Caught up on them validated checks, call it net worth
Stories give 'em pieces, got 'em feeding off an excerpt of you
While the best parts of you filed away just like a desk clerk
Did it, I admit it, kept the aura light hidden
Now I shine on every clique and sun 'em all on my rhythms
'Cause a brand little more than just a glorified prison
Understand, I was always more than meets your eye vision, that's free

I ain't always gon' be right
But I'ma be right about me
I ain't always gon' be alright
But I'ma get back on my feet
And that's the way it is
You can't tell me nothing
You might like an image
But you don't really love me
I got too much in me
For you to take it from me now
That's how I learned to be free

I was on my humble, they say that pride go before the fall
Watched a lot of rookies stalled, ran relays before they crawled
Back then, every verse I started gave me momentary pause
The masterpieces lapsed and atrophy between my jaws
I was worried how the world might view me through their lens
Saw the negatives develop in me, image made me cringe
Used to fire cannons out my mental chambers on a whim
But I could barely find the spark, still I kept flaming with the pen

Then I said, "Fuck it," might as well just make it public
If they can't rock with the ugly right
Along with cute, it won't get published
I'm the seed of ebony queens,
Their herculean strength held up the skies
Far too many of them suckled dry, discarded husk denied
Hit me like a slow bullet, shawty, I do surrender
I was born into some G shit, learned to shoot with full cylinders

Drew that power out my blood, and warned the globe of loose syringes
'Cause my spirit been ignited, y'all might get stuck defusing embers
Y'all gon get it all, power and that pain too
Ain't never really loved the sun 'til I saw what that rain do
And it's becoming clear to me that
Every line don't have to have an angle
Rather inspire the truth than entertain you, and that's free

I ain't always gon' be right
But I'ma be right about me
I ain't always gon' be alright
But I'ma get back on my feet
And that's the way it is
You can't tell me nothing
You might like an image
But you don't really love me
I got too much in me
For you to take it from me now
That's how I learned to be free

I ain't always gon' be right
But I'ma be right about me
I ain't always gon' be alright
But I'ma get back on my feet
And that's the way it is
You can't tell me nothing
You might like an image
But you don't really love me
I got too much in me
For you to take it from me now
That's how I learned to be free