Glory
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
Let me take you back
Way before facts, snapbacks, gats and the rats, I was here nikka
Momma taught me never fold never fear nikka
If you growing every year will be your year nikka
Back when real nikkas really still appeared nikka
Like Craig Mack I'm kicking flava in ya ear nikka
You nikkas probably shy away
The same reason that you boys just grind today
Content with subpar said you'll just find your way
So you shrink in defeat, then drink time away
(Yeah aye)
You don't see the bigger picture
Crippled vision, so you never see who's really with ya
Heres the kicker
Closed eyes, dream and you'll see a mixture
Love and wealth, few hurdles and a couple scriptures
A couple books, low funds but I'm feeling richer
Couple books, low funds but I'm feeling richer
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
You don't get the point
So you roll another joint, not worried bout those that you disappoint
Unconscious, drawing in a sea of actors
No money, more problems, you're the common factor (Aye)
The streets misleading, they only love you when you're not succeeding
They set small expectations on you, so your not exceeding
Don't give a damn if you dead, let me stop the bleeding (Aye)
Lets set goals you won't stop achieving
Lets reach new heights homie, you won't stop believing
Now thats a real nikka living in it's proper meaning
Instead of scheming on each other, let's build - form the proper teaming
Put our city on our back with no stops or ceilings
Put our city on our back with no stops or ceilings
Find your fight homie
I want the world for you, hope to see you shinning bright
Yeah the time is right
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
I done watched the shame, what you waiting for
They give you guns it's unclear who creates the wars
They put drugs in the poorest part of town, around folks black and brown
Guess it's true when it rains it pours
Another day another loss, but who's keeping score
They lock you up in a cage, then they shut the door
Train your mind to be a slave, I seen this once before
So what you do, dig a grave or make a way
Build courage, make excuses, be afraid of what they say
Knowing very damn well, this is a game in which you play
Where you damned if you leave and you dead if you stay
But you worried bout bread and a bed for you to lay
Got the devil on your shoulder in your head when you pray
Got your momma in ear nearly begging you stay
Got your gun on your hip, nikkas daring you to spray (damn)
These nikkas daring you to spray
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
Let me take you back
Way before facts, snapbacks, gats and the rats, I was here nikka
Momma taught me never fold never fear nikka
If you growing every year will be your year nikka
Back when real nikkas really still appeared nikka
Like Craig Mack I'm kicking flava in ya ear nikka
You nikkas probably shy away
The same reason that you boys just grind today
Content with subpar said you'll just find your way
So you shrink in defeat, then drink time away
(Yeah aye)
You don't see the bigger picture
Crippled vision, so you never see who's really with ya
Heres the kicker
Closed eyes, dream and you'll see a mixture
Love and wealth, few hurdles and a couple scriptures
A couple books, low funds but I'm feeling richer
Couple books, low funds but I'm feeling richer
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
You don't get the point
So you roll another joint, not worried bout those that you disappoint
Unconscious, drawing in a sea of actors
No money, more problems, you're the common factor (Aye)
The streets misleading, they only love you when you're not succeeding
They set small expectations on you, so your not exceeding
Don't give a damn if you dead, let me stop the bleeding (Aye)
Lets set goals you won't stop achieving
Lets reach new heights homie, you won't stop believing
Now thats a real nikka living in it's proper meaning
Instead of scheming on each other, let's build - form the proper teaming
Put our city on our back with no stops or ceilings
Put our city on our back with no stops or ceilings
Find your fight homie
I want the world for you, hope to see you shinning bright
Yeah the time is right
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
I done watched the shame, what you waiting for
They give you guns it's unclear who creates the wars
They put drugs in the poorest part of town, around folks black and brown
Guess it's true when it rains it pours
Another day another loss, but who's keeping score
They lock you up in a cage, then they shut the door
Train your mind to be a slave, I seen this once before
So what you do, dig a grave or make a way
Build courage, make excuses, be afraid of what they say
Knowing very damn well, this is a game in which you play
Where you damned if you leave and you dead if you stay
But you worried bout bread and a bed for you to lay
Got the devil on your shoulder in your head when you pray
Got your momma in ear nearly begging you stay
Got your gun on your hip, nikkas daring you to spray (damn)
These nikkas daring you to spray
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
As we rise from the flurry
From the slums headed right straight to the glory
Kiss my momma on the head told her no need to worry
Im the author of my book, I'm just here to tell my story (yeah hey)
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