On My Own lyrics

"At long last, I am able to say a few words of 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)

• Artist:GRITS
• Album:Factors of the Seven (1998)