Glory Quadeca (Ft. Walia)

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[Verse 1: Quadeca]
I'm gonna make it, no, I'm stoppin' at nothin'
People are tryna say I can't, but they oughta be bluffin'
Sorry I'm blushin' when you tell me that I'm not to be somethin'
You better get your head up, and start to watch when I'm comin'
Runnin' and plungin' up in the front of this new form of media
Leavin' the previous life, believin' the Wikipedia
People are feedin' ya' more bull, they seem to be greedier (Yeah)
They seem to be needier, and only you get beat when they teasin' ya'
Feelin' much easier to fall into the trap
The system all is a fraud, but you crawl into its lap
Not at all is it that, miseducation blamin' its mistakes and faults on the rap
Get off of my ass, I'm not callin' you back
Bitch, like, what the fuck are you doin'? You're throwin' away all of my trust into you, and
I'm up in my groove, and you stuck in a loop, and I'm runnin' with stuff that you'd love to be usin'
Enough is enough, but this stuff isn't true, and I'm bustin' 'em up and I'm stuck in my movement
You fuckin' it up and it comes in the blue, and it's crushin' and crushin', you tough for pursuin'
And people say Eminem's better than Ben again, then again, I'm like fourteen
I'm a lucky man, but they don't understand, I got the upper hand, even in your dreams
These lyrics are foreseen, you try to insult them? You're mean
This is the craziest shit that you ever will see on your screen
And I keep on settin' more goals to keep on headin' towards
I try to rap with some fast verses and big words with some metaphors
This is the work in progress, a lot of shit to get better for
But I'm takin' steps, I keep makin' chances, not lookin' back anymore
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