Glory

[Intro]
Bad Man. Are you down with Zuby?
Yeeeeah, ha ha ha
Team Zuby stand up. Desire to inspire
Anno Domini. Let's go get 'em bro
Uh, 'Seven'

[Verse 1]
You can put your hands up like the ceiling gon’ rain
Got a couple bands up only sealing my pain
Worry mad cats heated feeling my flame
Scurry like a lab rat or you’re finna get maimed
Why you so mad cuz I top that page
Honeys stalk backstage when I rock that stage?
Being more glad if they locked that cage
And I cocked black rage and I popped that gauge?
Unemotional I never drop that frame
Locomotion and you can’t stop that train
Couple females threw a coin to derail
Won’t go into detail but I’ll drop that flame
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me talk that game
Big name watch. Drop top frame would I
Clock more fame if I chopped cocaine
While I popped champagne on a goddam plane?
Sipping it sassily, mixing with majesty
Lipping it lavishly, this is a travesty!
I think the new epidemic is vanity
You think your selfies are good for humanity
I’m getting badder the proof no profanity
Y’all getting fatter on too many calories
Still shooting up from the booth to the canopy
Still moving up but stay grounded like gravity
Verbal veracity, lyrical mastery
Artist tenacity, vicious audacity
I’m not a scrapper who’s charged like a battery
I’m an attacker who’s calm in calamity
Rapping so swift it is radio blasphemy
If they don’t play it I’ll reach for the mantelpiece
Seize something supple and slap them with savagery
Get away clean and then plea for insanity

[Hook]
Chyeeea! Glory
Chyeeea! Glory
Chyeeea! Glory
Glory! Glory!

[Verse 2]
Tell you the difference with me and the rest of ‘em
They’re thinking now and I’m thinking ‘what’s next for him?’
They see and obstacle and see impossible
I see a weight that I’ve already benched
You think I’m lucky I think that I’m blessed
You think I’m cocky I think that I’m hench
You cannot copy the flow is too choppy
You’re borderline sloppy and feeble at best!
Cold like Sub-Zero no hero can test
The Legion of Doom with the freedom of press
Spit till they’ve heard of me all over Germany
Denmark, France, Sweden and all of the rest
I went to Serbia and it was bless
Czech Rep, Estonia love from the press
Seeking advantages speaking in three languages
Dreaming in Spanish and scheming French
Switch automatically, speaking emphatically
Flipping it casually, syllable flattery
Grade-A like actors who peak with the salary
Straight A like slappers who sleep with the faculty
I don’t mean malice I’m hungry and panicky
Come to your palace while feeding your family
Pardon my manners I’m not from this planet
I come like Galactus to feed on your galaxy!

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I am a dreamer that's seeking reality
I am a schemer at peace with mortality
Can’t live forever I’ll speak through the gallery
Every verse is a seed for humanity
Very high peak and the journey is hilly
The higher you reach then the more that it’s chilly
Give up and quit it seems smarter than silly
But you never know when you’re shy of a milli!
More than a story it’s more than it seems
If you want glory then shoot for your dreams
Don’t be puppet and hustle for ducats
Unless you’re the owner or part of the scheme
This my philosophy rapping I breathe and
My drive ain't been floppy since Apple IIE
Spitting the truth ever since I was teen
And the rhythm is denim it’s all in my genes
Knowledge is power I seek with voracity
Quicker the vision the sicker the strategy
My weakest bar is a gem no opacity
Start at the end of your mental capacity
I graduated the sickest academy
Waited to get forty grips as a salary
Traded it in for a bid to live happily
Emancipated my freedom my sanity!

[Outro]
Chyeeeea! Glory!
Glory!
Glory!
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