Blaze Of Glory Lyrics - The Neptunes Present... Clones - The Neptunes

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 what, them things gon' bust 

Ashes to ashes, and dust to 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 these niggaz, the blaze of glory 

The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory 

You come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory 

EGHCK! fuck ya crews and, who ya choosin' 

Critics and news, and all their reviews 

The watch jeweled and, VS jewels with 

Different hews, of rogues or blues 

The street movement, that I move wit 

"Hurri"s the "cane" like Miami you 

Ya niggaz foolin', whatcha doin' 

Obviously, you ain't got a clue 

It's the blaze of glory 

I'm killer in the clutch, like the Lakers' Horry 

Wit four seconds left, rappers can't ignore me 

Quit stepping on my heel 

You fuckers riding my flow, like I'm your training wheels, ugh! 

Mind over matter, SL blacker 

Sunny days, I might if to think he can't roof! 

You niggaz fishin', well wishin' 

Lotta rhyme but still missin' the vision, it's the blaze of glory 

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Sheah, the blaze of glory, rewrite history 

Turn pages for me, my story is epic 

Hustle in my blood, my story is metric 

Bring that zero backwards I'm feeling dyslexic 

Grew up mis-directed, dark complected 

Sometimes no electric, it was hectic 

It was harsh, I was awed, I was infected, neglected 

At sixteen, I got connected like Tetris 

Had the power to zone, turn powder to stone 

In any beef, iron drept it, iron tested 

Think back, I invested, I assessed it, I reflected 

Think back, I was requested by God 

I shall lead as I was directed 

Demand to be king, I was selected a menacing thing 

Defying the odds, the fire with arms 

A tyrants evolved, the tyrant is on, so run for ya weapon nigga! 

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I'm for that hit rich quick shit, for that quick lick 

For that quick Vick fucka, I ain't for the bullshit 

I ain't for the small talk, strictly 'bout the ballpark 

Figures on my numbers these niggaz is all talk 

Niggaz is missin', out on 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 name, I ain't trippin' 

I don't retaliate, I don't hate, I obliv' 'em 

Jésus 'round my neck, I'ma Christian, I forgive 'em 

I was chosen to hold this throne 

I held my own, ever since I held that zone 

And served it, from all the days I heard mama's curses 

Now I put it in verses, it was worth it 

Don't let it hurt kid, push a pack, cook a crack 

Whatever be the plate, motherfucka get the bank, uh! 

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