die today an rise tonight, I ride away, No hibernation hideaways, im high as space, Hidin in plain sight inside the sky, My pain an strife I paid no mind to got my mind up, made up by the night, lighter flames beside my bowl, Now im seein fire up inside the rain, tidal waves, AKA the tyrant with a childs faces final phase is comin, Haters in denial tryna find a way to fight it, face it, there's no fightin fate, R.I.P. to my F-O-E's I erase
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - WonderBag - Glory - Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne [Produced By Avenue Beatz DJ Infamous & OnHel] [Year: 2020] [Album: Free Weezy Album]
Brooo I knew some sounded different, this the actual beat of the song, when it was first released exclusively on tidal. The one they added recently on all platforms sounds weak asl compared to the original beat.
But all this killing, all this drama is the art of war The world is soft love like teddy bears talk to Marley Mar I wet your block leaving the parking right after dark I whipped the work like Toni Sauce she wanted all raw
Some say the story is flawed / I say / All Glory to God / Whether you know me or not / Were family of a flock / A much higher calling / He is my rock / So for him im all in / Chips falling where they may / Im watching the sheep crawling but its where the lions lay / It's Silence of the Lambs / Now bow your head and prey or get eaten by the demons / The Lord is on his way /
Rap arms round me devil out here lerkin Bring me pleasure fa dis pain I'm luva not a fighter Hard to say a word All these nigga grilling me Make da Code feel like barrel wit a lemon On da sound I don't ride no nigga wave or no dick I'm just trying to make my momma sista life mo betta Can't fa get a bout my kids I'm da one who made'em Beautiful So intaletional wit out a man to lean on Difference in da progress serten steps I had to take Make the life won't for'em Ain't got to do it dis way Feel like I be adding on Da gone run up in my face Or do da da same thing to me Use to rope da box wishing I had sum sum in it Lord please don't lead me down da wrong direction
The world wasn't ready for me never expected or wanted to be a rapstar but if the Lord wants to show how he can manifest in someone so one can believe better believe I'm gonna meet make to were he want my cross to stand and that is at the same level no better than wayne Nikkie Drake or any one in the Money bag crew I'm gonna come with the (MESSAGE 2022 THE LIGHT IS GONNA SHINE OPON THE DARKNEST AND YOU DONT HAVE TO BELIEVE ME WEN U SEE ME UP ON STAGE PRAISING AND GIVEEING MY ALL JUST KNOW ITS FOR HIMM .HONNORING THE FATHER THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST ITS YOUR LOVE YOU)).01-22-22 I WILL NOT LET U DOWN
Fear the rain Coming down your lane Watch it swallow all disingenuous souls for 40 nights and days. TtS is a weeping prophet that's acquired a reign. I wanna retire, but the people need me back on them poems like a horse missing its mane. I'm summoning the wrath of revelation with these short incantations. It's so insane watching y'all engulf in flames until nothing remains. This is what happens when a man is on another plane. No longer a fool, but a black man using his brain. Extra folks label me a deity, but I appreciate their attempts at flattery. I have more to say However, I'll save it for another day. Just know that y'all will rue the actions that come out of the words you speak.
Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa AK-47 my business partner, business is swell French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle' I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on My weed louder than underarms and car alarms Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board But all this fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh? Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin' Lord, oh, Lord Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy' Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em
stoo hatin on a nigga, that is a weak emotion the lady of a nigga and u can get tipped like u waitin on a nigga, put a body bag and an apron on a nigga- lil wayne
Get them offed since they don't wanna see me On Lace Up your track shoes And Run along 12. Gage big barrel That's how I'm Rollin like donkey Kong Might wanna Buckle Up For this Ride along If you got the Hart then come on come on Time is money and I don't have none to loan Gamble wit my gangsta I bet they won't They'll dred facing the judge I'm the Raps Stallone Loud aorma new colonge Bout my chedda extra cheese Provolone stuffed in my pocket Like a calzone Damn I'm in a zone just touched down I Ben going strong Right From the Line of scrimmage aggressive Hope you ain't timit I'm coming with it Anyone in the way can get it Shitting on the hater's better manuver Try to not to step in the manuer came From the gutter Beast Born in Sewer I got mine in the paint like boozer I'ma Bruiser Mark a Mark Marky Mark I'ma shooter Kneel to the Ruler What' is God to a non believer Green light These bald heads Like Lex Luther if you sleep I'm Fred kurger Get your Bitch she's a chooser Introduce her to some karma sutra I like them BBW nice tits thick with some Hooters middle aged or older I'm into cougar's take my words how good they'll screw ya on God holla luya I'm shinning Don't Gotta throw shade at you losers I'm chilling and I'm way cooler Punch all threw a beat I'ma abuiser Fighting to not fuck Up my future Mac pointed at your Apple Ready to login user I'm not talking computers Desi semi or Ruger Price on his Head number his helmet like a Sooner we big Dawgs Jr You pups ain't got the balls ya nutured Projected to go over heads I'll try not to lose ya👌🔥🔥🔥🔥🚒🚒🚒🚒- LoneWolf🐺
Yeah I love the way the beat feel once I get up in it, my pockets full of money with a bit of swishes in it, i love my bitches thick,that's why I'm all up in em,with it, bitches love they me want me, they wanna fuck me, they all up on me like sugar up in coffee, the white owl me, bring that believe, of. Need for me, in every song, I'm smoking bongs like they were papers exhale the smoke exhale the smoke like if they were haters, they ain't want nun, see the way I'm getting all the paper, yeah it's like they paper coming on it's own its paperwork, see the bitch twerk, bring it back like a old closet shirt, like my wifi when it catches lag, yeag I ain't no black sheep, I walk around like a lamb, calling me the new school, but I'm the one that bring the old school back, coming up with new rules it's like the teacher slacked, the smart student rolling up on track
i just chopped the real truth over. this. its so hard it never b heard. but. wayne tunchi would see my star dye out. and wish on it. i can say it for him. under boss im that rip out the truth. yoda
yo yo yo I'm psycho black da supernatural my glory My story my character is radical 16 bars hip hop tabernacle No Adam , eve or Apple God made me like a jackal I will battle any mcee snap pop and crackle eat you mother fuckin rappas then let my stomach settle yall ain't on my level so be very very careful I could shake a tight rope walker off his axle! thanks you for listening to my intellectual
I hear voices talkin to me as I spark the doobie I don't spit verses I hock loogies the ghost of Big and Pac walk thru me and I'm not a friend of u dudes my whole move set consist of finishin moves to put an end to u fools if u noticed a veteran rappin since 12 I've been controlling it ever since i'm 30 now more explosive in the present tense where the hecklaz at i'll bet them bitches met they match
shitty lyrics huh... maybe they did it for other reasons. like for my example, for the fuck of it, and so no one can claim what you already wrote. I mean you are entitled to your own opinion, but don't down the next man or woman's craft cuz other ppl may like it.
This that shit that they ain't want me spittin. While they thinkin they raised hell, well hell's risen. I was bred to take heat from the devil kitchen. Told his ass if I cook he gotta do the dishes. He said I'm cool with that shit long as the meal delicious.
Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa AK-47 my business partner, business is swell French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle' I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on My weed louder than underarms and car alarms Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board But all this fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh? Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin' Lord, oh, Lord Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy' Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi
![Rocko - U.O.E.N.O [Instrumental] (reProd by.SIX10)](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/YoRdFr1vcmU/mqdefault.jpg)
die today an rise tonight, I ride away,
No hibernation hideaways,
im high as space,
Hidin in plain sight inside the sky,
My pain an strife I paid no mind to got my mind up, made up by the night,
lighter flames beside my bowl,
Now im seein fire up inside the rain,
tidal waves, AKA the tyrant with a childs faces final phase is comin,
Haters in denial tryna find a way to fight it, face it, there's no fightin fate,
R.I.P. to my F-O-E's I erase
🚮🚮
This instrumental can be used in a basketball dunking mixtape
Random but VALID🎉🎉🎉
That's my all time favorite intro I believe
Finally a good instrumental. Thanksss
This tough 🔥🔥🔥 omgg
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - WonderBag - Glory - Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne [Produced By Avenue Beatz DJ Infamous & OnHel] [Year: 2020] [Album: Free Weezy Album]
wayne you knw you are the best.
Brooo I knew some sounded different, this the actual beat of the song, when it was first released exclusively on tidal. The one they added recently on all platforms sounds weak asl compared to the original beat.
Bro yes, i thought the same. The new one sounds like it was made thru generic fl sounds. This one here... 🔥🔥🔥
SirGaryTube ong brodie
the original beat for glory is the reason why it's my favorite lil wayne song ever, and I've heard ALL of the albums and mixtapes
I wish the actual song sounded like this instrumental
This beat is so cold!
But all this killing, all this drama is the art of war
The world is soft love like teddy bears talk to Marley Mar
I wet your block leaving the parking right after dark
I whipped the work like Toni Sauce she wanted all raw
*Marky Mark, in reference to the movie(s) “Ted”
Whose here after Lil Wayne dropped this last week
me and still waiting for a legit instrumental =/
Yeah yeah welcome the rain Man digo yo improvisando y idolatrado al mismo tiempo en este beat porque tengo el talento para hacer un buen hit yeah yeah
I'm God's manure 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🔥🔥🔥
gracias Lil Wayne.
Some say the story is flawed / I say / All Glory to God / Whether you know me or not / Were family of a flock / A much higher calling / He is my rock / So for him im all in / Chips falling where they may / Im watching the sheep crawling but its where the lions lay / It's Silence of the Lambs / Now bow your head and prey or get eaten by the demons / The Lord is on his way /
Wayne 🔥
sound go hard as fuck.love this with all my strength.
This Is J Cole instrumental rise and shine
Glory hallelujah.
Thank u homie.
Yo why the hell you take the snaps out the breakdown wtf?!!!
seems legit* nice bro
Rap arms round me
devil out here lerkin
Bring me pleasure fa dis pain
I'm luva not a fighter
Hard to say a word
All these nigga grilling me
Make da Code feel like barrel wit a lemon
On da sound I don't ride no nigga wave or no dick
I'm just trying to make my momma sista life mo betta
Can't fa get a bout my kids
I'm da one who made'em Beautiful
So intaletional wit out a man to lean on
Difference in da progress
serten steps I had to take
Make the life won't for'em
Ain't got to do it dis way
Feel like I be adding on
Da gone run up in my face
Or do da da same thing to me
Use to rope da box wishing I had sum sum in it
Lord please don't lead me down da wrong direction
The world wasn't ready for me never expected or wanted to be a rapstar but if the Lord wants to show how he can manifest in someone so one can believe better believe I'm gonna meet make to were he want my cross to stand and that is at the same level no better than wayne Nikkie Drake or any one in the Money bag crew I'm gonna come with the (MESSAGE 2022 THE LIGHT IS GONNA SHINE OPON THE DARKNEST AND YOU DONT HAVE TO BELIEVE ME WEN U SEE ME UP ON STAGE PRAISING AND GIVEEING MY ALL JUST KNOW ITS FOR HIMM .HONNORING THE FATHER THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST ITS YOUR LOVE YOU)).01-22-22 I WILL NOT LET U DOWN
Fear the rain
Coming down your lane
Watch it swallow all disingenuous souls
for 40 nights and days.
TtS is a weeping prophet that's acquired a reign.
I wanna retire, but the people need me back on them poems
like a horse missing its mane.
I'm summoning the wrath of revelation
with these short incantations.
It's so insane watching y'all engulf in flames
until nothing remains.
This is what happens
when a man is on another plane.
No longer a fool, but a black man using his brain.
Extra folks label me a deity, but I appreciate their attempts at flattery.
I have more to say
However, I'll save it for another day.
Just know that y'all will rue the actions
that come out of the words you speak.
They really need to loop that intro a few times
can i use dis its tight ill give you full credit
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Omg nice beat bro!!
cool
Fuck bro i want to listen to psycho lil wayne i fuckin love that song leave me a link to one or to something so i could hear it thanks
Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board
But all this fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin'
Lord, oh, Lord
Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus
No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser
My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users
You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus
My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless
My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies
I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human
You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi
You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em
So like where can I found the actual song??
Milton Payne got it on my channel
got it on mine
musicpleer.bz/#!97c021ba8c6976dd9002fbb413cc836f
Nasir Salih 🙏🏽 Bless you
there is acapella ?
Nice beat
What type of beat is this
Is there a download link?
tjcentertainment You can download it from youtube but I can put one up if you want.
If you could id appreciate it
tjcentertainment Done. Check the description
THANKS ED MUCH APPRECIATED.
stoo hatin on a nigga, that is a weak emotion the lady of a nigga and u can get tipped like u waitin on a nigga, put a body bag and an apron on a nigga- lil wayne
hell yeah
Aye bro mind if I use this for my hawmieee mix tape
Yea bro anything for gmoney and the gawd
real version down there
xxxtentacion - expect glory
Yup
Really???
fucking love this song
Like Filthy Frank said. You guys out shitty lyrics thinking you gonna make it.
I actually came here just to see it. It's bloody hilarious.
Need a honey and sum gs.
Pusi muni weed.
Bro you have no clue my lyrics will burn you like I blew up a meth lab and and it caught your house on fire while you inside asleep.
EAT MY CHILDREN EAT MY CHILDREN AWWW AWWW AHHH YEAH
1 year later and I got more comments here then on a normal video. I blame the algorithm.
Get them offed
since they don't wanna see me On
Lace Up your track shoes
And Run along 12. Gage big barrel
That's how I'm Rollin like donkey Kong
Might wanna Buckle Up
For this Ride along
If you got the Hart then come on come on
Time is money and I don't have none to loan
Gamble wit my gangsta I bet they won't
They'll dred facing the judge
I'm the Raps Stallone
Loud aorma new colonge
Bout my chedda extra cheese
Provolone stuffed in my pocket
Like a calzone Damn I'm in a zone just touched down I Ben going strong Right From the Line of scrimmage aggressive Hope you ain't timit I'm coming with it
Anyone in the way can get it
Shitting on the hater's
better manuver Try to not to step in the manuer came From the gutter Beast Born in Sewer
I got mine in the paint like boozer
I'ma Bruiser Mark a Mark
Marky Mark I'ma shooter
Kneel to the Ruler
What' is God to a non believer
Green light These bald heads
Like Lex Luther if you sleep I'm Fred kurger
Get your Bitch she's a chooser
Introduce her to some karma sutra
I like them BBW nice tits thick with some Hooters middle aged or older I'm into cougar's
take my words how good they'll screw ya on God holla luya
I'm shinning Don't Gotta throw shade at you losers
I'm chilling and I'm way cooler
Punch all threw a beat I'ma abuiser
Fighting to not fuck Up my future
Mac pointed at your Apple
Ready to login user I'm not talking computers
Desi semi or Ruger Price on his Head number his helmet like a Sooner we big Dawgs Jr
You pups ain't got the balls ya nutured
Projected to go over heads I'll try not to lose ya👌🔥🔥🔥🔥🚒🚒🚒🚒- LoneWolf🐺
Yeah I love the way the beat feel once I get up in it, my pockets full of money with a bit of swishes in it, i love my bitches thick,that's why I'm all up in em,with it, bitches love they me want me, they wanna fuck me, they all up on me like sugar up in coffee, the white owl me, bring that believe, of. Need for me, in every song, I'm smoking bongs like they were papers exhale the smoke exhale the smoke like if they were haters, they ain't want nun, see the way I'm getting all the paper, yeah it's like they paper coming on it's own its paperwork, see the bitch twerk, bring it back like a old closet shirt, like my wifi when it catches lag, yeag I ain't no black sheep, I walk around like a lamb, calling me the new school, but I'm the one that bring the old school back, coming up with new rules it's like the teacher slacked, the smart student rolling up on track
i just chopped the real truth over. this. its so hard it never b heard. but. wayne tunchi would see my star dye out. and wish on it. i can say it for him. under boss im that rip out the truth. yoda
decent, lil loopy though. Mine gives the original a run for its money. Peep It
This seems looped
Jaishawn Williams Peep the description
uh glory halla
I would literally destroy this beat
You gotta do it Bro let me hear it
Wayne snapped on this but I think Philly rapper Dom P did it better soundcloud.com/dom91p/glory-freestyle
yo yo yo I'm psycho black da supernatural my glory
My story my character is radical
16 bars hip hop tabernacle
No Adam , eve or Apple
God made me like a jackal
I will battle any mcee
snap pop and crackle
eat you mother fuckin
rappas then let my stomach settle
yall ain't on my level
so be very very careful
I could shake a tight rope walker
off his axle!
thanks you for listening
to my intellectual
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I hear voices talkin to me as I spark the doobie I don't spit verses I hock loogies the ghost of Big and Pac walk thru me and I'm not a friend of u dudes my whole move set consist of finishin moves to put an end to u fools if u noticed a veteran rappin since 12 I've been controlling it ever since i'm 30 now more explosive in the present tense where the hecklaz at i'll bet them bitches met they match
shitty lyrics huh... maybe they did it for other reasons. like for my example, for the fuck of it, and so no one can claim what you already wrote. I mean you are entitled to your own opinion, but don't down the next man or woman's craft cuz other ppl may like it.
This that shit that they ain't want me spittin.
While they thinkin they raised hell, well hell's risen.
I was bred to take heat from the devil kitchen.
Told his ass if I cook he gotta do the dishes.
He said I'm cool with that shit long as the meal delicious.
1:10
do you know the actual sample song for this?
Start krumping to this like it was j squad
0:25
Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board
But all this fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin'
Lord, oh, Lord
Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus
No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser
My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users
You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus
My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless
My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies
I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human
You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi
I see why they didn't want you on it smh
Fckn garbage 🗑 nukka