The Glory Lyrics - Graduation - Kanye West

In my soul 

Gonna take you to the glory 

Goal, In my mind I can't study war 

No no, I can't study war 

No no, I can't study war 

No no, I can't study war 

Now where the South Side 

Now where the West Side 

Can I talk my shit again? 

Even if I don't hit again? 

Dog, are you fucking kidding? 

My hat, my shoes, my coat 

Louis Vuitton stitch, with Donatella Versace 

That's Louis Vuitton bitch 

I think Hennessy, I drank, I'm gone 

Off that Bacardi Limon and na. I'm zoning 

Class back in session so I upped it a grade 

Two years Dwayne Wayne became Dwyane Wade 

And, Hey 

Please don't start me 

I'm like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley 

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I'm pop the Barkers, I'm hood the Parkers 

While y'all was in limbo I raised the bar up 

I touched on everything 

Married to the game, roc-a-chain instead of a wedding ring 

Y'all bridesmaids catch the garter 

On nights when 'Ye romance 

Cameras flash so much 

That I gotta do that Yayo dance 

I'm on a world tour with Common, my man 

After each and every show a couple dykes in the van 

It's easy 

The hood love to listen to Jeezy and Weezy 

And, oh yeah, Yeezy 

I did it for the glory 

The glory 

I did it for the glory 

The glory 

What I'm supposed to do now? 

Man the game all messed up 

How I'm suppose to stand out when everybody get dressed up? 

So yeah, at the Grammys I went ultra Travolta 

Yeah that tuxedo might have been a little guido 

But with my ego 

Photos 

I can stand there in a speedo 

And be looked at like a fucking hero 

The glory, the story, the chain, the polo, the night 

The grind, the empty bottles of No-Doz 

Tank on empty, whipping my mamma's Volvo 

I spent that gas money on clothes with logos 

The fur is Hermes, shit that you don't floss 

The Goyard so hard man, I'm Hugo's boss 

Why I gotta ask what that Tudor cost 

House on the hill 

Two doors from Tracey Ross 

And I'm asking about her girlfriends 

Yeah, the dark skin'ed ones 

She asking about the speed boats yeah I admit we rented 'em 

When you meet me in person what do you feel like? 

I know, I know I look better in real life 

I hear people compare themselves to big a lot 

You know B.I.G. and Pac, you know to get it hot 

I guess after I live I wanna be compared to B.I.G 

Any one; Big Pun, Big L or Notorious 

'Till then, get money and stunt and stay glorious 

And I'm gonna stop killing these niggas soon as the hit 

Yeah I'mma stop killing these niggas soon as the hit 

These haters be killing themselves they wanna come and get the glory 

The glory 

Now where the South Side 

Now where the West Side