[Intro: Pharrell]
Nigga, put down ya beer and snatch up ya children
A lot of clack up clack up, street clearin'
First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin'
Your man got a few heartbeat lefts they fearin'
[Chorus: Pharrell]
It's me or you or them or us
Regardless of 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 me, nigga it's the blaze of glory
The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
You come in here for me, nigga it's blaze of glory
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Eghck! Fuck ya crews and who ya choosin'
Critics and news and all their reviews
The watch jewelled and VSS jewels with
Different hues of rogues or blues
The street movement that I move with
Hurries the caine like Miami U
Ya niggas foolin', what you doing
Obviously you ain't got a clue
It's the blaze of glory, I'm killer in the clutch
Like the Lakers' Horry with four seconds left
Rappers can't ignore me, quit steppin' on my heel
You fuckers riding my flow like I'm your trainin' wheels, ugh!
Mind over matter, SL blacker
Sunny days, I minus the thinking cap ROOF!
You niggas fishin', well wishin'
Lotta rhyme but still missin' the vision, it's the blaze of glory
Nigga, put down ya beer and snatch up ya children
A lot of clack up clack up, street clearin'
First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin'
Your man got a few heartbeat lefts they fearin'
[Chorus: Pharrell]
It's me or you or them or us
Regardless of 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 me, nigga it's the blaze of glory
The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
You come in here for me, nigga it's blaze of glory
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Eghck! Fuck ya crews and who ya choosin'
Critics and news and all their reviews
The watch jewelled and VSS jewels with
Different hues of rogues or blues
The street movement that I move with
Hurries the caine like Miami U
Ya niggas foolin', what you doing
Obviously you ain't got a clue
It's the blaze of glory, I'm killer in the clutch
Like the Lakers' Horry with four seconds left
Rappers can't ignore me, quit steppin' on my heel
You fuckers riding my flow like I'm your trainin' wheels, ugh!
Mind over matter, SL blacker
Sunny days, I minus the thinking cap ROOF!
You niggas fishin', well wishin'
Lotta rhyme but still missin' the vision, it's the blaze of glory
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