Glory Glory

Denzel Williams, Mario Dragoi, Phonte Coleman, Thomas Jones

LB Bidness
(Conductor)
Yeah, it's LB
Three in the morning type shit, you know what I'm saying?
Yeah (ha-ha-ha)

Glory glory, standing on the shoulders of giants
Robert Horry, a bit of history
Bitter niggas bore me, all praises due
I was rocking to Kane, my brother rocked 'caine too
Now they dopesick, I author like Beth Macy
Penmanship that drive critics and crowds crazy
Limitless, twenty in, there's no safety
And we still letting rounds off
Tv in the background with the sound off
Carpet warm, back-and-forth pacing
A better me, I was always chasing
Niggas now be content then they get complacent
Origin stories start to change up
Nigga, don't ever bring my name up
Unless you talking 'bout the best still (still)
Break a leg, nah, I train to kill
Rapping over vocals at shows
It shows you still leaning on training wheels
Thirty-five, time to pay the bill
Ayy, Dunny, talk to 'em
A&r, I give a spark to 'em
I rearranged the whole clip for a grip, no discounts
Once it hit, quietly dismount
This is full circle or evolution
However you see it, just know we cutting through all pollution
Pooh and 'Te mix it up, that's an ill solution
Add Conductor, it's a revolution
Now we televised

Glory glory, my name has been verified
The young boys and the vets, they all testified
The game is primitive, our differences we can set aside
Twenty years of evidence, fake niggas was terrified
My track record is far beyond any rap record
Do the knowledge and some fact-checking
Through all the trials and the tribulations
Me and Rapper stood adjacent
playing through them modulations with no half-steppin'
They say they love you, but they pull out at the last second
A damn shame, rap game withdrawal method
Saw my name on the walls of colleges
Where they played LB in pursuit of they scholarships
I am not anonymous, I am the apocalypse
You a koala, I'm a grizzly, bro, we polar opposites
the bare minimum
So you know it ain't no stopping this (no)
Leaving niggas senseless
Back in my youth, I was defenseless
A manchild scared to get in trouble
In the trenches when my belt got tighter, I never buckled
We served up stew and fans opened they mouth wide
But I live in my head and I don't really do outside
So don't make me over
forty-four years and no greys, I'm amazed
Can't believe I made the quota
Pushing dual baby strollers
Putting words down on the page
With the gaze of a crazed Ray Liotta (Blackness)
Baking soda, I got baking soda
Rapper, Tigallo, Dunny, Scudda we takin' over
Just 'cause you don't have a drink that don't make you sober
And just 'cause you don't write it down that don't make you Hova (yeah)
Glory glory, the end of my story's getting closer
Temperature rising, but the world is steady getting colder
Leave me alone, ring the alarm and tell the vultures
"Stay the fuck out the garden if you gon' whore the culture"

The number one set, ASL
LB, nigga
LB, nigga

Curiosidades sobre la música Glory Glory del Little Brother

¿Cuándo fue lanzada la canción “Glory Glory” por Little Brother?
La canción Glory Glory fue lanzada en 2023, en el álbum “Wish Me Well / Glory Glory”.
¿Quién compuso la canción “Glory Glory” de Little Brother?
La canción “Glory Glory” de Little Brother fue compuesta por Denzel Williams, Mario Dragoi, Phonte Coleman, Thomas Jones.

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