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Glorified (feat. Spanglish Don)
by Daisy Bracelet
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In the past year it's been a wack year
I don't really wanna come back here
The streets remind me of my black Stack with my stash here
The people need to see
What is being preached
Don't let them feed on rare meats
It's nice to know I can be
Be the person I need
Recite the creed then I come back a year later with the lead vocals
For the next verse and a dime for my next purse
Because the times remodel me to be stronger than the very worst
These lyrics are hard
My grind is the bar
I drink a little
Doesn't mean I like your card
I drive my car
Eat chocolate bars
Then spit flaley verses that make your heart hard
People need to believe and not be crucified
People need to see and actions justified
The people think I'm oh so sanctified
But it seems that I'm actually just freaking terrified
The detriment of my skin and the death caused by sin
I can't see past my sin because of the skin
I want to be sanctified
Jesus Lift me on high
I ain't holy I'm just glorified
I'm back here with the top tier
Trying to catch a nice clear view
Of that nice rear
Keeping my mind clear
Of things quite dear
Flip stack my boy cheers
Keeping it with real fear
Got me scared like I live here
Except I got no fear
I don't shed tiers
I just give them quick peeks in to the future and say oh dear
I messed up
Damn shit got me fucked up
I'm looking towards you and it don't add up
I'll sock you in the face if you don't Man up
Crying like a child
This chicken is mild
I spit more finger licking heat than your friend
Miles
I run laps round these boys like moe farahs child
You stink of judgment
The sent is abundant
I can smell you from my apartment 3 miles from your house
People need to believe and not be crucified
People need to be what they wanna be... glorified
Jesus Lift us on high
People need to know why
I'm sat here wondering why
People just wanna be glorified
And they wanna drag me down
Down to the ground
But you know imma always be around
You know I'll never hit the ground
The haters will end up bed bound
While I'm making clear sound
In the past year it's been a wack year
I don't really wanna come back here
The streets remind me of my black Stack with my stash here
The people need to see
What is being preached
Don't let them feed on rare meats
It's nice to know I can be
Be the person I need
Recite the creed then I come back a year later with the lead vocals
For the next verse and a dime for my next purse
Because the times remodel me to be stronger than the very worst
These lyrics are hard
My grind is the bar
I drink a little
Doesn't mean I like your card
I drive my car
Eat chocolate bars
Then spit flaley verses that make your heart hard
People need to believe and not be crucified
People need to see and actions justified
The people think I'm oh so sanctified
But it seems that I'm actually just freaking terrified
The detriment of my skin and the death caused by sin
I can't see past my sin because of the skin
I want to be sanctified
Jesus Lift me on high
I ain't holy I'm just glorified
I'm back here with the top tier
Trying to catch a nice clear view
Of that nice rear
Keeping my mind clear
Of things quite dear
Flip stack my boy cheers
Keeping it with real fear
Got me scared like I live here
Except I got no fear
I don't shed tiers
I just give them quick peeks in to the future and say oh dear
I messed up
Damn shit got me fucked up
I'm looking towards you and it don't add up
I'll sock you in the face if you don't Man up
Crying like a child
This chicken is mild
I spit more finger licking heat than your friend
Miles
I run laps round these boys like moe farahs child
You stink of judgment
The sent is abundant
I can smell you from my apartment 3 miles from your house
People need to believe and not be crucified
People need to be what they wanna be... glorified
Jesus Lift us on high
People need to know why
I'm sat here wondering why
People just wanna be glorified
And they wanna drag me down
Down to the ground
But you know imma always be around
You know I'll never hit the ground
The haters will end up bed bound
While I'm making clear sound
