Glory - Quadeca, Natasha

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I’m gonna make it, no, I’m stoppin' at nothing

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 something

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 greeder (Yeah)

They seem to be needier, and only you get beat when they 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' it’s mistakes and faults on the rap

Get off of my ass, I’m not callin' you back

Bitch, like, what the fuck are you doing?

You’re throwing away all of my trust

in the union

I’m up in my groove, and you stuck in a 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, it’s crushin' and crushin',

you tough for pursuing

And- people say Eminem’s better than Ben again, then again, I’m like 14

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 craziest shit you will ever see on your screen

And I keep on setting more goals to keep on heading towards

I try to rap with some fast verses and big words with some metaphors

This is a work in progress, a lot of shit to get better for

But I’m takin' steps, I keep makin' chances, not lookin' back anymore

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 (Uh), glory (Yo'), glory

Motivation is a rare occasion, I’m patiently waiting 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 setting mine

But I rarely stretch the line, I never really ever get to spend the time

A lesson 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 see 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

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