Glory

Lyrics

[Refrain] Do-do, do-do-do- Do-do-do-do-do-do- D-do-do-do-do-do- Do-do-do-do-do-do- [Verse 1: Quadeca] I'm gonna make it No, I'm stoppin' at nothin' People are tryna say I can't But they oughta be bluffin' Sorry, I'm blushin' When you tell me that I'm not to be somethin' You better get your head up And start to watch when I'm comin' Runnin' and plungin' up in the Front of this new form of media Leavin' the previous life Believin' the Wikipedia People are feedin' ya' more bull They seem to be greedier (Yeah) They seem to be needier And only you get beat when they're teasin' ya Feelin' much easier To fall into the trap The system all is a fraud But you crawl into its lap Not at all is it that, miseducation Blamin' its mistakes and faults on the rap Get off of my ass I'm not callin' you back It's like, what the fuck are you doin'? You're throwin' away all of my trust into you, and I'm up in my groove, and you're stuck in the loop, and I'm runnin' with stuff that you'd love to be usin' Enough is enough, but this stuff isn't true, and I'm bustin' 'em up and I'm stuck in my movement You fuckin' it up and it comes in the blue, and It's crushin' and crushin', you tough for pursuin' And people say Eminem's better than Ben again Then again, I'm like fourteen I'm a lucky man, but they don't understand I got the upper hand, even in your dreams These lyrics are foreseen You try to insult them? You're mean This is the craziest shit That you ever will see on your screen And I keep on settin' more goals To keep on headin' towards I try to rap with some fast verses And big words with some metaphors This is the work in progress A lot of shit to get better for But I'm takin' steps, I keep makin' chances Not lookin' back anymore Uh [Chorus: Walia & Quadeca, Quadeca] And I know Everything that you believe in And I know Of these things that you are seein' But you'll never ever realize That I am gonna be signed And everyone is waiting for the Glory, glory, glory (Oh, uh, yo) [Verse 2: Quadeca] Motivation is a rare occasion I'm patiently waitin' for Time that we spendin' is wasted and traded for makin' more I hate the door, I hate it, remindin' me of the exit sign It's safer just to quit, not to be risky and never try You have your path, I'd like to think I'm settin' mine But I rarely stretch the line, I never really ever get to spend the time A lesson's learned, a less-than rhyme, but I can't express the mind On hatin', uneducated basic comments are said online, uh But, fuck 'em, does that even matter? It don't even matter I don't see them face-to-face and I don't meet 'em after, all I do is see disaster All I do is see an empty face and I can't breathe with laughter All I wanna do is leave the chatter All you do is say it's shitty, 'kay, you just need to batter You don't let it sit, you don't let it bake, you don't read the pattern All I wanna do is spit some game, I can't be a rapper? I will see down below, tell me if you need the ladder Yeah [Chorus: Walia & Quadeca, Quadeca] And I know Everything that you believe in And I know Of these things that you are seein' But you'll never ever realize That I am gonna be signed And everyone is waiting for the Glory, glory, glory (Oh)