Intro: Quest For Glory

[Intro: Woman talking] Once upon a time there was an old prince And this old prince had a problem And his problem was that... Well... He was an old prince Princes aren't supposed to be old Princes are supposed to grow up and become kings [Verse 1: Shad] Brother please, no more Pamela Lee's, let's set it straight I'm the biggest thing out of Canada till Quebec separate And I never medicate, so y'all feel me if I'm ill Like a lump, some dudes used to burn down trees And now they stumped by the simplest questions And everything they think is deception as they sink in depression No telling where our life's headed, I'm light-headed From stress, where I write hooks like a fight method Like credit I'm indebted for my misuse My life is like a magazine, got so many issues God edits the stories Still trying to find the father like Maury He ain't with the stars like Tori Spelling, spell it out like N.O.R.E On a quest for glory, on a quest for glory On a quest for glory, on a... [Verse 2: Shad] Yo, in my life and times, writing rhymes gone from being my release To putting who I be in my release so I can release it, eventually recoup Maybe cop a Coupe and in a year or two re-lease it I probably get screwed but who read leases? Legal jargon, people bargain, I'll probably keep the car and Just hope it don't crash like Don Cheadle starring With these non-peaceful hearts and minds with strong egos That only see what they want to see like on TiVo Darling, I gotta maintain just in my own way (chill) We gon' play these snakes like the phone game And we don't say jack, just bring it back to the facts When it comes time to rock like the stone age On a, on a, on a On a quest for glory, on a quest for glory On a quest for glory, on a quest for glory On a...