Lyrics On My Own - Grits

On My Own - Grits
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Date of issue: 02.11.1998
Song language: English

On My Own

Over the years we struggled while properly supported
If not gripping of the mic, mission would have to be aborted
Distorted thinking, feeling
Being bombarded by riches quenches desires
You know the flesh is never satisfied
And if somebody told you that, then they lied
Showing out for them cornball images they supplied
Got me crazy and twisted like an F-5
With a bit of jet-lagging you carry on like plane luggage or extra baggage
I think it’s sad, which enables me to further my thinking to it’s entire
capacity, with audacity to tell you like it is
I’ll pay no mind to stepping on your toes
You wouldn’t be offended by reproof if you were truly my bro
Truth erupts all throughout me
I’m backed by the Scripture, so I care less if you doubt me
My part’s been done, endorsed by someone greater than Nike
My psyche makes you wanna be just like me
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me.
(psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
The Ave. I travel is congruent to dope
My speech is fluent, (what's up?)
Uprising vocal tone, mesmerising verbs and vowels
Dig so deep into your bowels
If I skip devotions throughout the day, I’m thirsting like Howell
Stay contained, be a trooper like Isuzu
Prophesied many times of God’s plan — let him use you
In an instance, I reached the distance to eternity
Devil dreaming of burning me — dream on, demonic oppressor
Sit on shoulders like coins on the dresser
The lesser has upgraded to elegance, big as elephants
Worldwide, universal, antagonist dispersal hits front page, (extra, extra)
What more could you ask for?
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me.
(psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
What you know about hypocrisy?
— The leaven of a Pharisee
Stare and see rapture passed you up, too busy watching me
Meticulous motions feed ridiculous notions
What’s he hiding?
Dissecting my articulate potions
Commotions abound, judging the sound while my inner gets beat down to its last
compound
Chaotic, try to find answers to my questions
Oh, I got it: adding advanced melodic robotics with the deity
Meeting me with promise of never playing us
Rock me, Amadeus
The finger of Christ on board Emmaus
I never stop my resonating, educating
I’m preaching the Gospel 'til everyone’s relating
You’re skating on thin ice
I rock once and then twice all by myself, on my own
Isn’t that nice?
I had to get live, (on my own, on my own)
Proof that I rock, (on my own, on my own)
But it’s kinda scary, (on my own, on my own)
Lord, overshadow me, (on my own, on my own)
I had to get live, (on my own, on my own)
Proof that I rock, (on my own, on my own)
But it’s kinda scary, (on my own, on my own)
Lord, overshadow me.
(on my own, on my own)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
This is me, (psalms in the palm of my clutches — Starsky with no Hutches)
This is me, (this is me)
By myself, (all by myself)
On my own, (on my own)
(psalms in the palm of my clutches — I’m Starsky with no Hutches)

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