Glory (Finish Hard)

Lyrics

[Intro: Masta Ace] Anyway, man... if you workin' on it, whatever you're doing... I hope it's gonna be done soon 'Cause it's about that time – let's go [Hook 1: Dion Jenkins] Listen up, vision up We cooked this straight from the garden Feel it now, feel it Yeah, we gon' hit the target It's the beginning We going back where it started It's the beginning Yeah, we gon' finish hard [Verse 1: Masta Ace] I've been out here tryna save us Since the first wack shit signed to majors Ever since Hammer danced on stages And Word Up magazine and Rap Pages hit the stands I learned how to get the fans, yup Learned how to build shit with my hands, from the ground up Foundations laid down, turn the sound up But look how this shit wound up After doing everything a man could ever do It didn't really matter much, I never knew The game was so cold, I should've worn my big parka 'Cause when you think you see the light, that's when it get darker But in my heart though, I do believe That if you put out more love than you receive It's bound to come back around, eventually And that'd be the day when you mention me [Hook 2: A.G.] Prepare for glory I love my life And if it ain't a struggle than it ain't a story And if it ain't real, then don't record me Carry the torch for those before me I fall (I fall), I rise (I rise), I crawl (I crawl), I fly (I fly) And either way it go, we come back better Now we laugh forever [Verse 2: A.G.] Life's so varied, the days'll get heavy Escape into a zone, my soul take control Fall, rise, then fall, I rise... Repeat these steps, 'til they call my demise Torae told me "keep flaming 'em, homie" A class by myself, some days I get lonely Success got me numb (I'm numb) But the failure make it realer than before What I scribble so visual Wrote it in blood, see it spilling on the floor Dancing in the rain, throw a party when you're poor I'm raw – R-A-W A terrorist, here to bring trouble to The days of Kane, I ain't been the same A permanent flat-top fade on my brain, I'm high And it's not from the weed I inhale 'Cause I made it and the feeling's so rare [Hook 2: A.G.] Prepare for glory I love my life And if it ain't a struggle than it ain't a story And if it ain't real, then don't record me Carry the torch for those before me I fall (I fall), I rise (I rise), I crawl (I crawl), I fly (I fly) And either way it go, we come back better Now we laugh forever – ever [Verse 3: Posdnuos] This ain't hood conquer-all rap This ain't "playa, playa, baller" in all caps And understand that – one cop can't stop no riot One "shhh" can't make the crowd no quiet We feast on the diet of injustice Pride been swallowed, but won't fall A burnt down building in New York, or the building's that bombed In Iraq, is viewed like art on the wall Through the eyes of a child, whose vision is blurred A book never read be the song never heard But the word is the purpose We can't stick together – if you let life become such a non-stick surface Learn to walk cool before we learned to walk upright Now know the game of society's uptights Who don't want to see us derailed off the negative track Like crabs in a barrel, they want to pull you back But life lesson's got us progressin' From ghetto to "get to" – get to work, get to freedom (Big or small) We push through gravity's hold on it all [Hook 2: A.G.] Prepare for glory I love my life And if it ain't a struggle than it ain't a story And if it ain't real, then don't record me Carry the torch for those before me I fall (I fall), I rise (I rise), I crawl (I crawl), I fly (I fly) And either way it go, we come back better Now we laugh forever [Hook 1: Dion Jenkins] Listen up, vision up We cooked this straight from the garden Feel it now, feel it Yeah, we gon' hit the target It's the beginning We going back where it started It's the beginning Yeah, we gon' finish hard [Bridge: Dion Jenkins] We gon' be here (We gon' be) We gon' be, (We gon' get), gon' get you (Gon' get you high) Wait on me, (Don't flee) don't flee (Oh no...) – tonight We gon' be (Gon' be...) Gon' get (Come get you...) you high Wait on me, (Don't you flee), don't flee (Oh no...) – tonight [Outro: Bob and Doug McKenzie skit] "Okay, now, you and I..." "Yeah?" "...have to come up with uh–an ending for the m–uh... this album" "Just end it" {*yawns*} "We can't do it. It's gotta have..." "Huh – there's the ending right there, you're yawning Everyone's bored to death, I know I am..."