Stro Elliot - My Own lyrics

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Stro Elliot - My Own lyrics

My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own Bearer of burden, the error I'm certain is due to ignorance Be carefully aware of the curtain-cued indifference To manslaughter one mans daughter Another mans video groupie You sittin on gold cool I'm stittin on two feet My loose leaf dangerous my truth be stranger then fiction I aim with a conviction, the marksmen in me is inflamed This art intended me to be the archenemy of fame The heart of venom need a vein the weak of will evil type Selling us the famed people k** people hype Tell that to the 9-year-old shot in the face For the 9 he holds was never really locked in its case Theories get mocked when you mopping up brain matter You copying a fame rapper but after you drop It ain't the same Actors is caught in a frame you just caught in a game Fought for your chain got got and never thought of again My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own On the T.V. all I hear is gun talk On the radio all I hear is gun talk On the T.V. all I hear is gun talk On the radio all I hear is gum talk On the T.V. all I hear is gun talk On the radio all I hear is gun talk On the T.V. all I hear is gun talk On the radio all I hear is gum talk I'm sure the sky will stop falling once we sober the dead Cus circumcised or not homie we all in over our heads Calling on the phone for the Pres We tall men with the chrome in our hands we act foolish The opponent of man attacks school kids Lays bones and raise more stones then Druids Glocks in the 80's Came like New Kids On The Block in the 80's A new kind of pop a new kind of rock They boiled it down and got this new Hip-Hop Where you can get shot And I don't want no part of it now its double negative I don't care who started it or how subtle the message is It ain't Melle Mel then I'm curious Define murderous count to 5 till we all get furious Naomi, Anna, Lena, Marry, and Marian Holy Father please carry them My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own My own I'm standing up on my own