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d find Glory "Courage, spirit, and honor" .. on the path to find Glory "Courage, spirit, and honor" .. break it down [scratch:] "here's an example of courage and strength" [D-Nice
40, I ain't even sorry If you with your kids then I put your brain on your shorty I ain't open that damn block for the fame and the glory I was hoping
blow'n money fast boss in jordans countn' money chick finer than wylona so i let her count it fo me she gotta nice bubble wen she rockin' roc'n jeans
I gotta do, doing what we wanna do Off into my walked dawn missions, why? 'Cos the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by Only nice in the days
the power G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour No doubt, I be the crime story of all ghetto territories Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory
I'd like to know are you really for some super-dynamite soul? Introducing the world's greatest entertainer The amazing Mr. Beat Beat himself The hardest
with those four big heads I love Velveeta slapped on Wonder Bread I love a commie if'n he's good and dead, yup (I love America) I love Old Glory and
mile to who? Come on guys, chill I'd be happy to die for a taste of what Angel had Someone to live for, unafraid to say I love you All your words are nice
greatest on the court And I'm the greatest on the verse Going for the 4th ring like it was his first Gotta get the bling Do it for Kareem! Two-four so nice
Nice girls are writing in journals Things they wish they'd done And all their bad sisters are walking high wires Counting the days in a month The awful
Burn this, kick that Whar are you trying to say? Hands of glory, so what's the story? Anyone's game to play The candle's lit, the crystal ball And now
We all on punk'd with no Ashton Kutcher Where ballin' no broke, cutthroats kaput ya Ain't never took dope but them dopes done took ya Stop flyin' ol' glory
we get foul You get wild, we get wild Yo, I do this everyday, why brag about the glory? Tell you the whole truth, never half the story You wasn't no hater, you'd
a penance It don't make no sense, what happened to the loyalty? Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst royalty I'd rather go out in a blaze, than give 'em the glory
love more than some Get one, giving hugs when I'm done Give an autograph not because I'm a star But 'cause a lil' bit of nice goes far You can love
worldly possessions The crown upon you in all its glory Not sure that you know any more What you feel right now To look back when you dreamed That you'd
to transcend The ultimate key in our hand Glory of Rome, glorious home Praising the king of the kings Glory of Rome, glorious home Reaching for halos and wings Glory
