So Glorious

[Intro: Killer Mike] Man, my story is, so glorious You know, I started off so notorious I will die a legend like Notorious My story is, so glorious Grind, grind, grind, grind, grind, shine! [Verse: Killer Mike] My story is, so glorious Fat fly boy, young Notorious Notorious, for move makin' I got a pistol for a pig, cook bacon I'm a young G I'm a E.V., educated villain Who fuckin' with me? I'm a book reader I'm a gang leader Triple bang and salute when the gang see him I'm in position that these other rappers envy They major, broke, and I get rich indie Yeah, I said I Get-Rich-IN-D Trill definition of that G.R.I.N.D God looked out, because my life changed It weren't for rap, I'd have a job of sell cocaine They say I celebrate the pusher, that's profane I say to feed my babies y'all I'll do anything I'll sell H, I'll sell C Because Malik, Aniyah, Pony, Mike have gotta eat And I refuse, cause I promised I would not lose Until I'm gone, I'mma give these sucka' niggas blues Here come the blues, nigga! Young Muddy Waters In the club sweating hot with your smelly daughters Young 8Ball, on my way to legendary Even [?] will have to point and say, "That nigga's very heavy!" To son me, you gon' have to get a Bun B Because the Pimp C in me won't let you pump me Aye watch your mouth nigga I'm from the South nigga And you might smell my cologne at your house nigga Money, money, money Seems that's all that I'm about, nigga I got a bad queen She want a lot of things And she gon' have it all Tear down the mall Good riddance to my ex-bitches, I holla y'all I see you and your new nigga at my show He love Pledge 2, he love song 4 I love the West side, I love Zone 4 Dixie Hills, Simpson Road that's what I do it for Martin Luther King, Bankhead and Ashby But now it's Lowery That's where the loud be And everywhere I be that's where the crowd be But I'm a street nigga, partner don't crowd me And don't push me, and don't shush me Cause I'm the opposite of whatever is pussy Ass nigga, you ain't talking cash nigga Then it's lost in translation Get up out my face and Go to the room where the sucka' niggas sit Sit around and talk some of that sucka nigga shit The way y'all cackling (?) is like y'all sucking nigga's dick No homo promo, but y'all suckas acting like a bitch I fell off and came up again, I am 50 Cent I know you don't love me I'm black and I'm ugly But I got money, so these fly bitches fuck me And I got hits now, so you haters can't duck me My life has turned to magic, this is David Copperfield The pretty women hug me and beg for me to cop a feel Them crackas call a nigga they want me to cop a deal But I don't talk 360 unless we talking 'bout a mil If they talking major money, we can talk and that's what up If they ain't talking 'bout that then I remain indie as fuck They say I'm underrated and they sorry for my loss And I reply I'm sorry that y'all broke and got a boss On Pledge 1 I told the world what I'm about to do The blind couldn't see it so I showed 'em Pledge 2 God In the Building had to help 'em gain focus Pledge 3 is here, I give you the magnum opus