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Fucked Up Blaze Of Glory

with all they can to take the rug from under our feet. Broken down and beaten down, another day will surely rise. What's the point in getting up? We

Trust" nigga It's the blaze of glory, the blaze of glory You come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory

My mom's stick thick, who the killas and convicts Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits Ready to go out in the blaze of glory Standin'

they complained front row watch game I seen niggas before me with a chance to write they own script Slip up and change the story I seen young niggas go out in a blaze of glory

Bridge] Somebody always fucks it up with a knife in the back or a bullet in the guts One door opens, another one shuts, somebody always f***s it up

nigga I take it to +blaze+ And tell 'em make it "51 greatest niggaz of all time" Or I shoot up the page I'm still the nicest nigga, fuck my

Let's get into what we like to do man This what we do preferably man We bring that powerful music to your table man Killa, let ?em know something Young Guru, Just Blaze

up in bunches like, rap bouquets I'm such a real nigga I take it to +Blaze+ and tell 'em make it "51 Greatest Niggaz of All Time" or I shoot up the page

Let's get into what we like to do man This what we do preferably man We bring that powerful music to your table man Killa, let ?em know something Young Guru, Just Blaze