GloryUs

[Verse 1: Blu] So glorious Never was a valedictorian, more like a hip-hop historian I kiss the morning when I wake up and thank God Fresher than a born again baby, I stay fly Since ye high dreaming of creamin' panties And performing in auditoriums in Miami Granted the Grammy's, they'd hand me the planet You think if opportunity knocked I wouldn't snatch it? "The millionaire, the mansion" Reluctantly I let them have it (take it) And they still couldn't fuck with me I'm into more important things now Like my Porsche keys and importing rugs You know, important stuff Tell Bubba once the tables turn around F trying to end careers, let the labels turn them down You boys on that same ol' chasing rainbows around Trying to find a pot of gold but ain't no paper around Nowadays they frown, when yesterday they crowned you 'Til they heard about all the new fans that found Blu True fam do know, no matter what the pseudo say "If you okay, Blu's okay, I will hold you down B" Even when the business try to drown me Under all the love I've received is where they found me Boys talking what? Tell them hush hush they mouth piece Because somebody with me will (blaw!) bust they mouth piece Pro box feather weights, levitate out B If you ever need ring, no doubt count me In it, for pennants Penmanshipping and handling business is what I'm 'bout B! Bout to be bout some down South beats Don't be surprised if you close your eyes one day And they open wide to a brand new Blu soaked in ice F being broke and hot, I rather be spoken broken English Folding Benjies not Lincolns, Biddies F was ya'll thinking? First CD I ever rapped on was called "Glory" End of story, and even I don't write it down God surely, records it for me Glorious