Lupe Fiasco - Glory lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lupe Fiasco - Glory lyrics]
When your spirit is strained
And you limited to change
The lyrics in your limericks'll change
A different hook
The way the sentences arranged
More demented in your deliverance
More sinister in your slang
Sounds more belligerent when it's sang
The truth is limitless in it's range
If you drop a 'T' and look at
It in reverse it can hurt
Look at the grimaces of the pain
And it's worse when it works
And your membership is gained
But, you forgetting the proof
Diminishes in the flames like 'poof'
The media pours images in your brain
Of the score of the war
Where militants is slain
The faces of the guilty
Where innocence is proclaimed
And they filthy
The deaf ears are the winners
The listeners are the lames
Of the ballad of the man that the
Son of a minister has became so
Wherefore does my glory go?
Wherefore does my glory go? (Glory, glory)
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Wherefore does my glory go?)
Wherefore does my glory go? (Glory, glory)
But, you gotta understand
Our differences is the same
What starts in clouded minds
Finishes in the reign
Of the fools that are used
As instruments in the game
Where oppression is the queen and
Ignorance is the king
Where revolution is dead
No candles in it's memory
No remembrance of it's fame, just a mystery
No mentioning the history of the chain
The enemy
No hennessy sentiments in it's name
Just an unmarked grave that
Menaces have defamed
With the propaganda, and images of the gangs
A lost art, no apprentices in it trained
And they brainwashed
No interest in it's stain
And the minds weary
All the adrenaline in it drained
While the wrecking ball is
Disassembling things
Her highness is the cause
His eminence is the blame
The pride is still there
The privileges still remain, but
And you've gotta respect the position
In which you playing
Never let your heart reflect the
Conditions in which it's staying
Even if it's dark
And the temperature is the same
As winters in the Ukraine
Your appendages is in chains
Have forgiveness from the start
Keep maliciousness restrained
Be smart, never indiscriminate in your aim
'Cos there's innocent witnesses oblivious
To the things that come
The one's the hypnotists keep entertained
And you can't arc
Have some resilience in your frame
Stay resistant, and committed to
What you sing, 'cos
They'll flip it the minute that you refrain
Read the book and the lines
And literature in between
You gotta be educated when
Going against the grain pay attention
They illegitimate in their claims
They assisted in the killing and pillaging
In addition to the addiction
Shit is much bigger than just them planes
But
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Is it on TV? yeah)
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Maybe it's on a CD?)
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Do you see it when you look at me?)
And you limited to change
The lyrics in your limericks'll change
A different hook
The way the sentences arranged
More demented in your deliverance
More sinister in your slang
Sounds more belligerent when it's sang
The truth is limitless in it's range
If you drop a 'T' and look at
It in reverse it can hurt
Look at the grimaces of the pain
And it's worse when it works
And your membership is gained
But, you forgetting the proof
Diminishes in the flames like 'poof'
The media pours images in your brain
Of the score of the war
Where militants is slain
The faces of the guilty
Where innocence is proclaimed
And they filthy
The deaf ears are the winners
The listeners are the lames
Of the ballad of the man that the
Son of a minister has became so
Wherefore does my glory go?
Wherefore does my glory go? (Glory, glory)
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Wherefore does my glory go?)
Wherefore does my glory go? (Glory, glory)
But, you gotta understand
Our differences is the same
What starts in clouded minds
Finishes in the reign
Of the fools that are used
As instruments in the game
Where oppression is the queen and
Ignorance is the king
Where revolution is dead
No candles in it's memory
No remembrance of it's fame, just a mystery
No mentioning the history of the chain
The enemy
No hennessy sentiments in it's name
Just an unmarked grave that
Menaces have defamed
With the propaganda, and images of the gangs
A lost art, no apprentices in it trained
And they brainwashed
No interest in it's stain
And the minds weary
All the adrenaline in it drained
While the wrecking ball is
Disassembling things
Her highness is the cause
His eminence is the blame
The pride is still there
The privileges still remain, but
And you've gotta respect the position
In which you playing
Never let your heart reflect the
Conditions in which it's staying
Even if it's dark
And the temperature is the same
As winters in the Ukraine
Your appendages is in chains
Have forgiveness from the start
Keep maliciousness restrained
Be smart, never indiscriminate in your aim
'Cos there's innocent witnesses oblivious
To the things that come
The one's the hypnotists keep entertained
And you can't arc
Have some resilience in your frame
Stay resistant, and committed to
What you sing, 'cos
They'll flip it the minute that you refrain
Read the book and the lines
And literature in between
You gotta be educated when
Going against the grain pay attention
They illegitimate in their claims
They assisted in the killing and pillaging
In addition to the addiction
Shit is much bigger than just them planes
But
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Is it on TV? yeah)
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Maybe it's on a CD?)
Wherefore does my glory go?
(Do you see it when you look at me?)