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emde slim - glory lyrics

you see the hardest of punchlines i’ll be dropping at you
the desert eagle i load it up and point it at you
unload the glock till you fall like a broken statue
they ain’t n0body in this biniz that can f-ck with ma crew
they gat no links so they move on like the f-cking marquee
talk shiit you will be sealed and i ain’t talking bout glue
oh my god is the sh-t you didn’t want me on
i got the game on ma d-ck without her drawers on
mic check, they ain’t n0body f-cking with me
a lot of n-ggas claiming tough buh they f-cking sissies
i know you missed me and the way i do this f-cking music
gat em raising em hands like they bout to catch a frisbee
they know is risky to battle me, i gat em misty
with time i get better like a bottle scotch or whiskey
this is the minute you’re bout to witness ma f-cking menace
show me that rapper and imma end his f-cking biniz…

glory hallelujah, holy sh-t i’ve been holding sh-t ma bowels loser
its the freedom of speech, i am the martin luther
right now i can hack a jeweller not the mac computers
gat lot of n-ggas strapped in a large commuter
i trust the shooter at night he’s ma f-cking trooper
we gat the luger on foot we also gat bazookas
you are bout to be underground like the f-cking tubers

i might be talking crazy, too much of p-ssy lately
and these broke n-ggas gat me feeling nauseated
i’m so updated with fashion and even tech related
so when i’m spraying you should be praying saying a lot of amen
i know they hate me and i see it written on em faces
you think you know me but you don’t know what it took god to make me
dont f-cking underrate me below your f-cking pay grade
a lot of money coming in from this shady biniz
i’m in a room full of smokers even powder users
naked b-tches walking round just to be the cruisers
we gat the movers, the dealers even drug abusers
strapped n-ggas at the door in case they come to shoot us
and on the trigger they squeeze like the f-cking juicer
you punks are losers, success i drink it like a boozer
and yo pleas don’t matter to ma ruthless k!llers
you make a goof, your house will need the f-cking roofers

glory hallelujah, i’ve been stoned by the weed
not talking bout medusa
told these n-ggas cut em tape cos they are full of bloopers
i got a futa babe that wants ma d-ck inside her p–per
sent a pic of ma d-ck she know that sh-t is super
searching for me all night like the f-cking cougar
i am her ruler and she knows no one can come manoeuvre
back that -ss upon me and honey let me be the shooter

a lot of b-tches coming closer and they all be asking
a lot question, talking dirty cos they want to bask me
i’m not a lover man, you see my guns are always blasting
and the love for ma money is ever f-cking lasting
who wants to cast me you better go on three days fasting
less you want your body lying in an open casket
so bring the casket, bottles leaking like a basket
i squeeze the ratchet on n-ggas tryna snitch ma -sset
you try to face me, you must be a stupid b-st-rd
i’m ma murder your soul and shoot your spirit after
i’m here to bring disaster like that battle rapper
causing chaos is the game you can sue me after
buh the case won’t stay for long like a noodle pasta
and all plans will be gone like a coup disaster
you hear em groupies laughter when the masters enter
you hear ma name emde slim is greatest rapper….

glory hallelujah, see them fail profusely trying to tag me as a nuisance
they say ma music is polluting, it should be banned, its useless
i should be locked in cell cos of ma vulgar lyrics
but wait a minute i’m almost finished with this music
its ma life men you can’t tell me how to live it
its in ma blood, body and you can say ma spirit
emde slim no one can even stand against me me

- emde slim lyrics

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