So Glorious

Killer Mike

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    Man, my story is, so glorious
    You know, I started off so notorious
    I will die a legend like Notorious
    My story is, so glorious
    Grind, grind, grind, grind, grind, shine!

    My story is, so glorious
    Fat fly boy, young Notorious
    Notorious, for move makin'
    I got a pistol for a pen, cook bacon
    I'm a young G
    I'm a E.V., educated villain
    Who fuckin' with me?

    I'm a book reader
    I'm a gang leader
    Triple bang and salute when the gang see him
    I'm in position that these other rappers envy
    They major, broke, and I get rich indie
    Yeah, I said I Get-Rich-IN-D
    Trill definition of that G.R.I.N.D

    God looked out, because my life changed
    It weren't for rap, I'd have a job of sell cocaine
    They say I celebrate the pusher, that's profane
    I say to feed my babies y'all I'll do anything
    I'll sell H, I'll sell C
    Because Malik and I are grown and Mikey gotta eat
    And I refuse, cause I promised I would not lose

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    Until I'm gone, I'mma give these sucka' niggas blues
    Here come the blues, nigga!
    Young Muddy Waters
    In the club sweating hot with your smelly daughters
    Young 8Ball, on my way to legendary
    Even [?] will have to point and say, "That nigga's very heavy!"

    To son me, you gon' have to get a Bun B
    Because the Pimp C in me won't let you pump me
    Aye watch your mouth nigga
    I'm from the South nigga
    And you might smell my cologne at your house nigga
    Money, money, money
    Seems that's all that I'm about, nigga
    I got a bad queen
    She want a lot of things
    And she gon' have it all
    Tear down the mall
    Good riddance to my ex-bitches, I holla y'all

    I see you and your new nigga at my show
    He love Pledge 2, he love song 4
    I love the West side, I love Zone 4
    Dixie Hills, Simpson Road that's what I do it for
    Martin Luther King, Bankhead and Ashby
    But now it's Lowery
    That's where the loud be
    And everywhere I be that's where the crowd be
    But I'm a street nigga, partner don't crowd me
    And don't push me, and don't shush me
    Cause I'm the opposite of whatever is pussy
    Ass nigga, you ain't talking cash nigga
    Then it's lost in translation
    Get up out my face and

    Go to the room where the sucka' niggas sit
    Sit around and talk some of that sucka nigga shit
    The way y'all cackling [?] is like y'all sucking nigga's dick
    No homo promo, but y'all suckas acting like a bitch
    I fell off and came up again, I am 50 Cent
    I know you don't love me
    I'm black and I'm ugly
    But I got money, so these fly bitches fuck me
    And I got hits now, so you haters can't duck me

    My life has turned to magic, this is David Copperfield
    The pretty women hug me and beg for me to cop a feel
    Them crackas call a nigga they want me to cop a deal
    But I don't talk 360 unless we talking 'bout a mil
    If they talking major money, we can talk and that's what up
    If they ain't talking 'bout that then I remain indie as fuck
    They say I'm underrated and they sorry for my loss
    And I reply I'm sorry that y'all broke and got a boss

    On Pledge 1 I told the world what I'm about to do
    The blind couldn't see it so I showed 'em Pledge 2
    God In the Building had to help 'em gain focus
    Pledge 3 is here, I give you the magnum opus

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