And each nigga got a story And QB the streets call me So if you see me slippin' reach for me I'm goin' after street glory [NAS] Yo, Every time I turn
each nigga got a story And QB the streets call me So if you see me slippin' reach for me I'm goin' after street glory [NAS] Yo, Every time I turn around
glory go to God, y'all beneath him If y'all don't know that, rap with a old cat He'll show you streets where them big dealers drove at Where low-key
But glory go to God, y'all BENEATH HIM If y'all don't know that, rap with a old cat He'll show you streets where them big dealers DROVE AT Where low-key
, load the clip pull the truck up I been through it, sittin' in the block in that tan Buick KRS in the speakers equivalent to Nas and Ether That was
no sympathy it's tight ill plus I get slight chills when I write wills tired of looking at these ugly niggas with ice grills No tellin' what I might feel about my glory
[Nas] Word to Will, buried in his fila suit and heavy chain I wanna be iced-up nigga, bury me the same I live for street glory and I die for ghetto fame
that's born, and every nigga gone And for every breath I breathe and live to see another mornin [Verse 2: Blitz] It's Blitz nigga the streets glory
that's born, and every nigga gone And for every breath I breathe and live to see another mornin [Verse 2: Blitz] It's Blitz nigga the streets glory many
