Grits: On my own

Over the years we struggled while properly supportedIf not gripping of the mic, mission would have to be abortedDistorted thinking feelin' being bombarded by riches, quenchesdesiresYou know the flesh is never satisfiedAnd if somebody told you that then they liedShowing out for them cornball images they suppliedGot me crazy and twisted like and F-5 with a bit ofjet lag you carry on like plane luggage or extra baggageI think it's sad which enables me to further mythinkin' to it's entire capacity with audacity to tell you likeit isI'll pay no mind to steppin' on your toesYou wouldn't be offended by reproof if you were truly my brosTruth erupts all throughout meI'm backed by the Scripture so I care less if you doubt meMy parts been done, endorsed by someone greater than NikeMy psyche makes you wanna' be just like me.Chorus:This is meAll by myselfOn my ownPsalms in the palm of my clutchesI'm Starsky with no Hutches.The Ave. I travel is congruent to dopemy speech is fluent, wassup?Uprisin' vocal toneMesmerizin' verbs and vowels dig so deep into your bowelsIf I skip devotions throughout the day I'm thirstin' likeHowellStay contained, be a trooper like IsuzuProphesied many times of God's plan, "Let him use you"In an instance I reached the distance to eternitydevil dreamin' of burnin' meDream on demon-ic oppressorSit on shoulders like coins on the dresserThe lesser has upgraded to elegance big as elephantsWorldwide universal. antagonist dispersalHits front page what more could you ask for?ChorusWhat you know about Hypocrisy?The leaven of a PhariseeStare and see rapture passed you up, too busy watchin' meMeticulous motions feed ridiculous notions-what's he hidingDissecting my articulate potions, commotions aboundJudging the sound while my inner gets beat down to its lastcompoundChaotic try to find answers to my questions, oh I got itAddin' advanced melodic robotics with the deitymeetin' me with promise of never playin' us rock me AmadeusThe educating I'm preachin' the Gospel 'til everyone's relatin'Your scating on thin iceI rock once and then twice all by myself on myown-isn't that nice?I had to get liveOn my own, on my ownProof that I rockOn my own, on my ownBut it's kinda' scaryOn my own, on my ownLord overshadow me.Chorus