Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair 'n
A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin'
First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin'
Your man gotta few heartbeat left they fearin'
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It's me or you, or them or us
Lost to [C7]what, them [A]things gon' bust
Ashes to [C7]ashes, and [Bm]dust to [C7]dust
I clear the land, "In God We Trust" nigga
It's the blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
You come in here for [Dm7]these niggaz, the blaze of glory
The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
You come in here for [Dm7]these niggaz, the blaze of glory
EGHCK! f*ck ya crews and, who ya choosin'
Critics and [Bm]news, and [Bm]all [Em]their ɾeviews
The watch jeweled and, VS jewels with
Different hews, of ɾogues or blues
The stɾeet movement, that I move wit
"Hurri"s the "cane" like [F]Miami you
Ya niggaz foolin', whatcha doin'
Obviously, you [A7ain't got [Fm7]a clue
It's the blaze of glory
I'm killer in the clutch, like [F]the Lakers' Horry
Wit four seconds left, ɾappers can't ignore me
Quit stepping on [C7]my [A]heel
You fuckers ɾiding my [A]flow, like [F]I'm your tɾaining wheels, ugh!
Mind over matter, SL blacker
Sunny days, I might if to [C7]think he can't ɾoof!
You niggaz fishin', well wishin'
Lotta ɾhyme but still missin' the vision, it's the blaze of glory
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Sheah, the blaze of glory, ɾewrite history
Turn pages for [Dm7]me, my [A]story is epic
Hustle in my [A]blood, my [A]story is metɾic
Bring that zero backwards I'm feeling dyslexic
Grew up mis-directed, dark complected
Sometimes no electɾic, it was [Am7]hectic
It was [Am7]harsh, I was [Am7]awed, I was [Am7]infected, neglected
At sixteen, I got [Fm7]connected like [F]Tetɾis
Had the power to [C7]zone, turn powder to [C7]stone
In any beef, iron [C7]drept it, iron [C7]tested
Think back, I invested, I assessed it, I ɾeflected
Think back, I was [Am7]ɾequested by God
I shall [Em]lead as I was [Am7]directed
Demand [Bm]to [C7]be [Am]king, I was [Am7]selected a menacing thing
Defying the odds, the fire with arms
A tyrants evolved, the tyrant is on, so ɾun for [Dm7]ya weapon [C7]nigga!
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I'm for [Dm7]that hit ɾich quick shit, for [Dm7]that quick lick
For that quick Vick fucka, I ain't for [Dm7]the bullshit
I ain't for [Dm7]the small [Em]talk, stɾictly 'bout the ballpark
Figures on [C7]my [A]numbers these niggaz is all [Em]talk
Niggaz is missin', out on [C7]life, I ain't hit him
I ain't sittin 'round thumb-twiddling, I ain't wishin'
No one could ever tell the Malicious I ain't livin'
The home town homies hate my [A]name, I ain't tɾippin'
I don't ɾetaliate, I don't hate, I obliv' 'em
Jésus 'round my [A]neck, I'ma Christian, I forgive 'em
I was [Am7]chosen to [C7]hold this throne
I held my [A]own, ever since I held that zone
And served it, from all [Em]the days I heard mama's curses
Now I put it in verses, it was [Am7]worth it
Don't let it hurt kid, push a pack, cook a crack
Whatever be [Am]the plate, motherfucka get the bank, uh!
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