Glory
[Into]
We Good?
Let's Go!

[Hook]
(Backtrack, show me where the cash at)
(Fuck playing Games, I'll start taking names)
(Ayo you better flee hops, or get your head blown three blocks!)
(Step into my dome and get blown!)
(Bringing the ruckus like some mad motherfuckers move at night like truckers where suckers see is their bumpers)
The Essence
(In the place where war be, based on a true story, territorial made on me to pursue glory)

[Verse 1]
Grab the mic of the top shelf along with the best liquor and the best weed
Got the strength to proceed
At ease! Stand at attention
A lost spirit 'bout to air it so you need to listen
I suggest Imma mess
For those claiming they keep the best gear
Hop skipping the jump away from Death's tear
If the sorrow hit me, won't see ya next year
With no regrets for the life I lead
Cause it ain't over, I swear that to Jehovah
The main soldier, that'll do it for the reasons beyond
The war at hand or the one within the mind
Been fighting all these demons, Damn at the time?
I know in myself, I can't believe I'm hear
To tell the people 'bout the route that's defined me
I'll take a quick second, share a little insight
Only for the first time, I'll be hear for a while
Woo!
[Hook]

My style is the combination of the first DJ
First set of turn tables, and the first mic
The first rapper who ever spoke into it with a message
And the walk, that he took to the park after dark
When the first graff artist, tagged the wall on his trip
Enlightened his mind, when he passed by
The first breaker spinning round and round
The cypher was complete spinning round and round
They all wondering, who seem to direct this?
The architect that put it together, imperfection
At least close to it, I'm his son
So I'll guess I'll take the credit, Forget it

[Hook till fade]