Wholesome Ground

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Winston

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Grown up on lonesome rounds
And now I stand on wholesome grounds
And I don't have many men to go to
Still ready handy steady when I roll through
Cos when I roll yeah I stand on my own two
Sometimes I've fell through and I've never let loose
Just let it settle cos I aint messing
With them little bitch boy meddling's no more
I'm in good fettlings I'm sure
You'll implore your own reason for my treason
I was never a believer in him
Yeah I'm talking bout that Jesus thing
I couldn't give a f*ck about your little idiot king
When I'm lonely getting bony
And being fed jam only takes the piss
In a room for a month for a little mischief
Sneaking biscuits for a little hit of bliss
Way before I ever hit the sess
I'd been passed east to west from family to family
They'd always off hand me
Like hammy down threads
No wonder as a youth I could never find Z's
No Wonder I would lay at night and bang my head
No wonder I would say those things I said
Cos attention to youth's like daily bread
And if I couldn't get it right I'd get it wrong instead
But hold up cos nowadays as I roll up
I've picked my tone up
And don't feel melancholy no more
On my ones I feel tall and sure
And I've got twos and threes when I need a little more
Self insured I pay non
Nowhere to turn when shit goes wrong
And if the depths deepen
Further than the six feet six that I see from
Well then I look back on where I've been from
And then I see reason
I've been through mistreatment
I've learned to love and seek it
I've learned to let a man breath
Instead of settle mans needs with a violent beating
F*ck beefing its cannabis season
Smoke trees its healing exceeding the feeling
Of being down beaten proceeded by a
By a blissful healing
Feel the worries depleting
Let um seep from the seems of your soul to the ceiling
And make way for your dreams to take over feelings
Never half arse yeah you know I put the greeze in
And if I didn't then you'd never hear
The lyrics that you're hearing
Its endearing how I can peer in to the past
And pull strength from time spent gassed
Conjure power and the blast
Raw energy never sedentary
And when I rhyme I hit it up experimentally
Create a mental brief
And then piece by piece my reality ceases
And I self indulge in my mental thesis
And the feelings of the past decrease
As my minds appeased
By the realisation that a brother stands tall
When he's up on the pavement
I may never have it all
This what I've got and I'm grateful
And I'll keep pushing to the top
And never will I stop
Until all my means are locked up and I am stable
Yeah but anyway back to the fable
A narcissist is how you're heavily labelled
Enabled by the pity of you're self absorption
It has reeked distortion
On my past and the land I pull laws from
And now I seek a different clause don
Its piss poor how you pull from the lords son
With selective doing
It falls short of applause when
Foreign walls become home cos you wont fend
For a brother with some strugglesome troubles
I just need to be pulled from the rubble
But too longs past yeah and needs don't last
Never more will I be face down in the puddles
And by myself I'm led
And yeah I'll sort my head
And pull myself up from the rubble instead
And by myself I'm led
And yeah I'll sort my head
And pull myself up from the rubble instead
Grown up on lonesome rounds
And now I stand on wholesome grounds
Grown up on lonesome rounds
And I don't have many men to go to
Still ready hand steady when I roll through
Grown up on lonesome rounds
And now I stand on wholesome
Grown up on lonesome rounds
And I don't have many men to go to
Still ready hand steady when I roll through

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