For The Glory lyrics
by Nacho Picasso
[Intro]
For The Glory
Nacho
[Verse 1]
I'm having orgies in the name of Dionysus
My African's the nicest even though she smell like spices
I go on shopping sprees and don't worry bout the prices
And I am the precisest and my piece of mind is priceless
Your Jesus piece is Christ-less and you tell me that you're righteous
Heard hip hop's in a crisis and I feel that I'm the nicest
[Hook] (x2)
For The Glory
Go hard like Spartacus
Find your man in the heap of the carcasses
Every woman wants to sleep with a narcassist
I promise this, I break hearts like promises
[Verse 2]
I'm killing things cause I chased after silly dreams
I'm Sweeney Todd,I cut throats like guillotines
Blew up to smithereens and moved to the Philippines
f*ck who ain't feeling me, I'm cool with Ryan Phillippe
Fried to a fricassee, the bouncer ain't frisking me
You must be kidding me, now bow down and kiss the ring
I've seen badder b*tches than you on my sister's team
I curse the gods as I slam my fist down
Like if one more b*tch says I look like Chris Brown
Look at me now b*tch, I look like this town
Nacho
[Hook] (x4)