The Glory

[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