Paroles:
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

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

Still a nigga ain't never gonna get the fuck up outta here Niggaz just don't understand the story Chorus: [Pop] Niggaz die for the street glory Go to

yeah, yeah Blaze it up, come on, blaze it up come on, blaze it up, come on, come on, come on Yaba daba-du mama, glory be the one, the one and only, I'

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