Now tell me can you hear me
Violent Grounds the only competition to many
Y'all feeling really paranoid
Take a second I’m breathing
Looking over the kinda people
Depending on me homie
Hell yeah take a chance invest in my pain
Ain’t nobody wanna fuck around in my lane
Ain't got nothing here
But surrounded by green trees
Nobody gonna hear me
When I put you down deeply
Thinking about the pressure we put up in the north
We control the aboriginal men hunting all day
Gonna eat the caribou every part is dependable
Taking apart the animal valuable to Naskapi
Take a walk in the deep snow
Just to get warm at the disco
Cause I'm getting really cold
And ain't nobody here to comprehend
To anything that we pulling
Like unfreezing the microphone

Gotta keep going everyday
Tryna get out of this hell
And everytime I try to escape
I hear them calling my name
Gotta find a way to save
A little piece of myself
My life story’s written down in every detail

I am the one, roaming the dark the mic and the blunt
High off the rum, write what I like when I’m done
Fuck everybody I hate everyone
Yeah, that's what it's like when the mind isn't numb
Rollin it up like the highest has come
I'll bring the light but do not call me Sun
Conjure up fire and I'll make you run
Guess it will be like I'll never make it out the life
That I'm find, minus the time
That I been wasting
Tryna take a couple shots in the basement
Maybe it all would've been good if I lied
And nobody finds the lyrical
Aboriginals with the rhythm
Spitting this in the village
In the middle part of the eastside
See the skin in my eyes, not the color outside
I bet you’ll realize a native is the place he resides

Gotta keep going everyday
Tryna get out of this hell
And everytime I try to escape
I hear them calling my name
Gotta find a way to save
A little piece of myself
My life story’s written down in every detail

I've been trying to get it all together
I keep on falling deep into depression
How can I continue
Literally sucking up the venom
But what the fuck am I doing
Thinking that I am untouchable
Sipping up daily and alienated by every native
Thinking that I would never make it but I did
With flying colors yo, everybody want it tho
The flows they go exposed to anyone original

There Better not have been anyone
That thought of us as not enough
Or low like a sub
Sink with bass and the drugs
High, top down like the lines
I been writing on my rhyme book because
We arrived to retaliate on higher grounds
The battlegrounds ain't around for the latter days
Right now, the Violent Ground is on the fucking stage
Storytelling every detail on the page

Gotta keep going everyday
Tryna get out of this hell
And everytime I try to escape
I hear them calling my name
Gotta find a way to save
A little piece of myself
My life stories written down in every detail