Glory - Remix
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas Lucky Luci Godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Crew full of Rugers got dudes to move through and rob and shoot ya
Chicks that chop and screw ya
Cock back the tool got a lot to school ya
I'm from the Lou where judges is ruthless the cops'll shoot ya
I'm from the Lou where yo friends get shot for you 22
In the ride what you finna do
Mad I hop out and niggas shoot
Only thing I hate is regrettin late what I didn't do
Critics typical
You aint legend until you ridiculed
Look at Kobe alive vs died and then look at Biggie too
Bitches cynical
You aint legend until you ridiculed
Look at Pac I look in the mirror cool
Like a myrical
Look at me at my chopper feel like Steph when I'm finna shoot
Glory in the booth
Hop out fresh as My God is it you
Swag Mick Jagger please no press fresh out of an interview
No evidence or clues only thing I left was him in the news
uh
Left em missin missin his head and a limb or two
Left no fingerprints but the Swisher pack was identical
Sauce drippin outta the bottle I need a swimming pool
Hardest decision I make my niggas is wich steel to use
Deadly decision fool how I pick and choose
45 556 which I'm finna use
223s caliber match the tennis shoes
Typical
You ain't legend until you ridiculed
See Dennis See Jordan See Pippin too
Niggas typical
You aint real til you got a kill or two
Step in a room of real niggas
Still ain't no one as real as you
Lord
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas Lucky Luci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Anu to Buddha been droppin jewels since clay rocks in Sumer
Mayweather 12 rounds with Judah nigga you're outmaneuvered
Sauce drippin outta the bottle nigga one drop'll do ya
Soldier captain boss the positions my gangster kamasutra
Michaelangelo to the canvas on my computer
Raphael Donatello I came fresh out the sewer
My checks came fresh out the Nikes
My cougars fresh out the Pumas
I'm from the zoo where gorillas loose and the monsters rulers
The food is good the niggas in hoods and the cops in nooses
Hallelujah
More bottles more hookahs
Glory Hallelujah
George Muhammad Ali to ya
Lion outta Juda
Mind out my medulla
Real recognize now look in my eyes I'm Medusa
Woah
Uh
Lord
Glory Hallelujah
Alah to the wallet
Thank God for the mulah
Woah
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Holy shit call me Holyfield vs Tyson to ya
I came I conconcered
Turn haters doubters to contisuers
My name is power
my reign my hour
from rice to ruler
My zip is louder My days is hotter my nights are cooler
My closet cooler
My daily life or my ice my jewler
My Jays Impala
My slang my conduct my product smoother
My click is bolder my chicks is wilder my guys are shooters
I like my blunts Swisher sweet
And all my cigars from Cuba
If not the best engineer then still one the top procucers
And to this rap shit I'm Tupac nigga Big Pappa to ya
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas lucky lucci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm frank lucas lucky lucci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Stunters from punks to the cool kids
We're the nothin to losers
Hustlin ass niggas hard workers and pot consumers
Glory Hallelujah
Holy power of Judah
Holy shit gorilla glue loud smell like some cow manure
She turn me on but only Louis and Prada seduce her
She get me up like acetone nail polish remover
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Holy shit I'm the Rap God and you just god's manueur
Hallelujah
The Rap God Anu Apollo to ya
Hop in the booth watch me Holyfield vs Tyson 2 ya
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas Lucky Luci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas Lucky Luci Godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Crew full of Rugers got dudes to move through and rob and shoot ya
Chicks that chop and screw ya
Cock back the tool got a lot to school ya
I'm from the Lou where judges is ruthless the cops'll shoot ya
I'm from the Lou where yo friends get shot for you 22
In the ride what you finna do
Mad I hop out and niggas shoot
Only thing I hate is regrettin late what I didn't do
Critics typical
You aint legend until you ridiculed
Look at Kobe alive vs died and then look at Biggie too
Bitches cynical
You aint legend until you ridiculed
Look at Pac I look in the mirror cool
Like a myrical
Look at me at my chopper feel like Steph when I'm finna shoot
Glory in the booth
Hop out fresh as My God is it you
Swag Mick Jagger please no press fresh out of an interview
No evidence or clues only thing I left was him in the news
uh
Left em missin missin his head and a limb or two
Left no fingerprints but the Swisher pack was identical
Sauce drippin outta the bottle I need a swimming pool
Hardest decision I make my niggas is wich steel to use
Deadly decision fool how I pick and choose
45 556 which I'm finna use
223s caliber match the tennis shoes
Typical
You ain't legend until you ridiculed
See Dennis See Jordan See Pippin too
Niggas typical
You aint real til you got a kill or two
Step in a room of real niggas
Still ain't no one as real as you
Lord
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas Lucky Luci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Anu to Buddha been droppin jewels since clay rocks in Sumer
Mayweather 12 rounds with Judah nigga you're outmaneuvered
Sauce drippin outta the bottle nigga one drop'll do ya
Soldier captain boss the positions my gangster kamasutra
Michaelangelo to the canvas on my computer
Raphael Donatello I came fresh out the sewer
My checks came fresh out the Nikes
My cougars fresh out the Pumas
I'm from the zoo where gorillas loose and the monsters rulers
The food is good the niggas in hoods and the cops in nooses
Hallelujah
More bottles more hookahs
Glory Hallelujah
George Muhammad Ali to ya
Lion outta Juda
Mind out my medulla
Real recognize now look in my eyes I'm Medusa
Woah
Uh
Lord
Glory Hallelujah
Alah to the wallet
Thank God for the mulah
Woah
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Holy shit call me Holyfield vs Tyson to ya
I came I conconcered
Turn haters doubters to contisuers
My name is power
my reign my hour
from rice to ruler
My zip is louder My days is hotter my nights are cooler
My closet cooler
My daily life or my ice my jewler
My Jays Impala
My slang my conduct my product smoother
My click is bolder my chicks is wilder my guys are shooters
I like my blunts Swisher sweet
And all my cigars from Cuba
If not the best engineer then still one the top procucers
And to this rap shit I'm Tupac nigga Big Pappa to ya
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas lucky lucci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm frank lucas lucky lucci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Stunters from punks to the cool kids
We're the nothin to losers
Hustlin ass niggas hard workers and pot consumers
Glory Hallelujah
Holy power of Judah
Holy shit gorilla glue loud smell like some cow manure
She turn me on but only Louis and Prada seduce her
She get me up like acetone nail polish remover
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Holy shit I'm the Rap God and you just god's manueur
Hallelujah
The Rap God Anu Apollo to ya
Hop in the booth watch me Holyfield vs Tyson 2 ya
Uh
Glory Hallelujah
Holy holy
The Rap God
That's lord and father to ya
Feel like I'm Frank Lucas Lucky Luci godfather to ya
Mosheh I'm Malcom I'm Huey Newton I'm Martin Luther
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Gholston
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