say; My words are stone; Throw them at you; I have my will to get me through; Now you're here, a double face; I'm gonna put you in your fucking place;
face of the place Such a shame I had to go grab the calico Pass the dough before you find out what I had to blast you for Extreme laws for ones who
THE POWER, THE POWER THE GLORY, THE GLORY THE FAME, IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY Break all of the rules neccessary to win the competition Fake your place
, motherfucker, for the way you got at me, How's it taste? I'ma slap the taste out of your mouths With the bass so loud that it shakes the place I
them all with glory Urgent to aim for that short-lived joy I see gold in all that lies before me And so we ignore the beggers cup Praise your act in
Rappers that never got signed but they keep offers Girls that's way too fine for us to keep off us Gave her a handshake only for my man's sake She in
are lifting songs of praise Oh, they're just singing Your story And nothing can take me away from this place Lord, I'm just lost in Your glory Your
sing... Chorus: Every day create your history Every path you take you're leaving your legacy Every soldier dies in his glory Every legend tells of conquest and liberty Every day create your
need to break it down Yeah One time like this Now would you clap your hands Your hands you clap If your girl's outta place then your girl get tapped
s the fall from glory that makes you feel alive And you know the hardest truth can flow like water now break down, the moment that it touches your mouth So place your
that I love, my journey has begun When our eyes meet once more there will me peace The taste of your lips the warmth of your touch again, forever, two
of your throat Always approach niggaz that's known for killin your folks Be surprised who could turn around and bust on y'all Catch your mother or your
story Does he still remember me From lives gone by Oh I see his spirit rising Upon the back of time I've got nowhere to hide Will he keep a place for
Can you see me, are you near me? Can you hear me crying out for life? Can you tell me, where's the glory? Ride the days and sail the nights When it's
muthafucka for the way that you got at me hows it taste? When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal
to break it down Yeah, one time like this Now would you clap your hands, your hands, you clap If your girl's outta place then your girl get tapped Niggas
Gotta tell you a story on a cold winters night You'll be sailing for glory before you know what is right So come over here now, I got a vision for you
cheap office rappers that never got signed but they keep offers girls thats way too fine for us to keep off us gave her a handshake only for my man's