Artist/Band:
Kanye West
Lyrics for Song: The Glory
Lyrics for Album: Graduation [2007]
[Hook]
Gonna take you to the glory
Oh I can't study war
Now where the south side
Now where the west side
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Can I talk my shit again?
Even if I don't hit again?
Dog are you f*cking kidding?
My hat, my shoes, my coat
Louis Vuitton stitch, with Donatella Versace
That's Louis Vuitton's b*tch
I think Hennessy, I drank, I'm gone
Off that Bacardi Lemon and Corona, I'm zoning
Class back in session so I upped it a grade
Two years Dwayne Wayne became Dwyane Wade
And, hey, please don't start me
I'm like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley
I'm pop the barkers, I'm hood the parkas
While y'all was in limbo I raised the bar up
I touched on everything
Married to the game, roc-a-chain instead of a wedding ring
Y'all bridesmaids catch the garter
On nights when 'Ye romance
Cameras flash so much that I gotta do that Yayo dance
I'm on a world tour with Common, my man
After each and every show a couple dykes in the van
It's easy, the hood love to listen to Jeezy and Weezy
And, oh yeah, Yeezy, I did it for the glory
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
What am I supposed to do now?
Man the game all messed up
How I'm suppose to stand out when everyone get dressed up?
So yeah, at the Grammys I went ultra Travolta
Yeah that tuxedo might have been a little guido
But with my ego, I can stand there in a speedo
And be looked at like a f*cking hero
The glory, the story, the chain, the polo, the Nike, the chronic
Empty bottles of No-do's
Tank on empty, whipping my mamma's Volvo
I spent that gas money on clothes with logos
The furrest herb, man, shit that you don't floss
The Goyard so hard man, I'm Hugo's boss
Why I gotta ask what that two-door cost
House on the hill, two doors from Tracey Ross
And I'm asking about her girlfriends
Yeah, the dark skinny ones
She asking about the speed boats yeah I admit we rented 'em
When you meet me in person what do you feel like?
I know, I know I look better in real life
O hear people compare themselves to BIG a lot
You know BIG and Pac, you know to get it hot
I guess after I live I wanna be compared to BIG
Anyone, Big Pun, Big L or Notorious
Fit in, get money and stunt and stay glorious
And I'm gonna stop killing these n*ggas soon as the chorus hit
[Hook]
Gonna take you to the glory
Oh I can't study war
Now where the south side
Now where the west side
[Outro]
Yeah I'ma stop killing these n*ggas soon as the chorus hit
These haters be killing themselves they wanna come and get the glory
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