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j termz - blaze of glory lyrics

[intro]

mister electric
it’s so velvet

[verse 1]

had to pick up the pieces
to get a piece of the pie
i rather count up them notes
you rather preach to the choir
i rather reach in my bag
and push them feelings aside
heard that my fantasy vexed
but i’m still eager to try
labeled a rebel and renegade
i’m not even surprised
frightened by the unfamiliar
i’m just a hero disguised
i never clock off my job
won’t let that meter decline
dropping knowledge with bars
i call that legal advice
i got a keen intuition
each exhibition impress
my thoughts get festered with million under this
mitch+ll and ness
growing the hustle demented
it ain’t a minute to rest
you ain’t that n+gga less you get
in that position yourself
paving a lane with the stepping stones
that these n+ggas neglect
keep skipping levels
that’s gone hinder any mission success
i’m trying to get them in check
don’t get offensive in here
you sitting round reeling in bait
i’m out here fishing with nets
[hook]

walls closing in
i keep on pushing
til we make it out
hanging on the rim
while you scared
to even stay in bounds
risking everything
for a reward like
f+ck the safest route
going out in a blaze of glory
if they gone take me out
head first i jumped into this sh+t
now i’m gone make it count
make it count
yeah yeah
yeah i’m gone make it count
ain’t no way around it
save ya comments
once i play it out
yeah yeah
yeah i’m gone make it count

[verse 2]
better than expected is the approach
that i’m most comfortable with
lead by example as i govern my clique
from the village of the victors
where they screaming for glory
guess my only rite of passage
is you reading the story
need a bonus making locals
look like the visiting team
make them x’s follow wherever my signature lead
pick up the speed
they not convinced i’m fatigued
committed with conditions to meet
i deliver with ease
the bitter don’t get to critique
you never left perimeters breached
n+gga you still in the yard
this sh+t here you just couldn’t relate
i had to twist a few arms
guess i got that bullying trait
you never stood on your rank
needed someone to come pull a few strings
cushion to fall when you put in your place
p+ssyfooting rookies shook and afraid
belittle to bait with little to debate
washing my hands i’m finished with this case
i’m the type to walk up out of the mud
you the type end up slipping in your grave
not on a similar plain
to say we anything alike
is nothing but ridiculous claims
flipping ashamed
was given the game
but they still look to me to rekindle the flame
[hook]

from a head scratcher to an x factor
meanwhile they’ve been lead backwards
for twelve chapters

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