Glory (Finish Hard)

[Intro: Masta Ace]

Anyway, man... if you workin' on it, whatever you're doing...

I hope it's gonna be done soon

'Cause it's about that time – let's go

[Hook 1: Dion Jenkins]

Listen up, vision up

We cooked this straight from the garden

Feel it now, feel it

Yeah, we gon' hit the target

It’s the beginning

We going back where it started

It’s the beginning

Yeah, we gon' finish hard

[Verse 1: Masta Ace]

I've been out here tryna save us

Since the first wack shit signed to majors

Ever since Hammer danced on stages

And Word Up magazine and Rap Pages hit the stands

I learned how to get the fans, yup

Learned how to build shit with my hands, from the ground up

Foundations laid down, turn the sound up

But look how this shit wound up

After doing everything a man could ever do

It didn’t really matter much, I never knew

The game was so cold, I should’ve worn my big parka

‘Cause when you think you see the light, that’s when it get darker

But in my heart though, I do believe

That if you put out more love than you receive

It’s bound to come back around, eventually

And that'd be the day when you mention me

[Hook 2: A.G.]

Prepare for glory

I love my life

And if it ain’t a struggle than it ain’t a story

And if it ain’t real, then don’t record me

Carry the torch for those before me

I fall (I fall), I rise (I rise), I crawl (I crawl), I fly (I fly)

And either way it go, we come back better

Now we laugh forever

[Verse 2: A.G.]

Life’s so varied, the days'll get heavy

Escape into a zone, my soul take control

Fall, rise, then fall, I rise...

Repeat these steps, 'til they call my demise

Torae told me "keep flaming 'em, homie"

A class by myself, some days I get lonely

Success got me numb (I'm numb)

But the failure make it realer than before

What I scribble so visual

Wrote it in blood, see it spilling on the floor

Dancing in the rain, throw a party when you’re poor

I’m raw – R-A-W

A terrorist, here to bring trouble to

The days of Kane, I ain’t been the same

A permanent flat-top fade on my brain, I’m high

And it’s not from the weed I inhale

‘Cause I made it and the feeling's so rare

[Hook 2: A.G.]

Prepare for glory

I love my life

And if it ain’t a struggle than it ain’t a story

And if it ain’t real, then don’t record me

Carry the torch for those before me

I fall (I fall), I rise (I rise), I crawl (I crawl), I fly (I fly)

And either way it go, we come back better

Now we laugh forever – ever

[Verse 3: Posdnuos]

This ain’t hood conquer-all rap

This ain’t "playa, playa, baller" in all caps

And understand that – one cop can’t stop no riot

One "shhh" can’t make the crowd no quiet

We feast on the diet of injustice

Pride been swallowed, but won’t fall

A burnt down building in New York, or the building’s that bombed

In Iraq, is viewed like art on the wall

Through the eyes of a child, whose vision is blurred

A book never read be the song never heard

But the word is the purpose

We can’t stick together – if you let life become such a non-stick surface

Learn to walk cool before we learned to walk upright

Now know the game of society’s uptights

Who don’t want to see us derailed off the negative track

Like crabs in a barrel, they want to pull you back

But life lesson’s got us progressin'

From ghetto to "get to" – get to work, get to freedom

(Big or small) We push through gravity’s hold on it all

[Hook 2: A.G.]

Prepare for glory

I love my life

And if it ain’t a struggle than it ain’t a story

And if it ain’t real, then don’t record me

Carry the torch for those before me

I fall (I fall), I rise (I rise), I crawl (I crawl), I fly (I fly)

And either way it go, we come back better

Now we laugh forever

[Hook 1: Dion Jenkins]

Listen up, vision up

We cooked this straight from the garden

Feel it now, feel it

Yeah, we gon' hit the target

It’s the beginning

We going back where it started

It’s the beginning

Yeah, we gon' finish hard

[Bridge: Dion Jenkins]

We gon' be here (We gon' be)

We gon' be, (We gon' get), gon' get you (Gon' get you high)

Wait on me, (Don't flee) don't flee (Oh no...) – tonight

We gon' be (Gon' be...)

Gon' get (Come get you...) you high

Wait on me, (Don't you flee), don't flee (Oh no...) – tonight

[Outro: Bob and Doug McKenzie skit]

"Okay, now, you and I..."

"Yeah?"

"...have to come up with uh–an ending for the m–uh... this album"

"Just end it"

{*yawns*} "We can’t do it. It’s gotta have..."

"Huh – there’s the ending right there, you’re yawning

Everyone’s bored to death, I know I am..."