Glen Chaos - Hometown Glory lyrics

[VERSE 1 – Scumlord] Set fire to the ink on page Yell scum when the lord's on stage Back up when we start to rage Cause this sh** blasts off, now you know my name S-C-U-M-L-O-R-D Started from nothing, still nobody Still just a homeboy, still just a lackey I don't act like you hate me, I see the look in your eyes Used to be lame, used to be lonely I used to be, it doesn't matter RIP to the old me New places where I found myself New homes when I found my wealth New fame, now they start to yell New girls, now it's gone to hell, ah New sh** puts yours to rest, sleep on this Lullaby to success No chains, no bracelets I don't need to rap about fake sh** to be the best, buddy, face it, uh SCUM [VERSE 2 – Jacob Smith] 304, I was born to strive Stay down but she wanna ride Got the game on lock like my first name Fry Oh look now it's that guy Minesweep how I blow up doing Everything I want from movies to music Everything I learned I learned how to do it By myself, ain't a whole lot to it Couldn't really afford a lot, kept lookin to the future Now when girls around I'm just like my computer Everything I do I do so much newer Workin on songs, got cla**, might Bueller Hol' up, ain't no goin back Ever since I rapped, got the whole town jazzed Applause after tracks, make jokes and they laugh Everything I do, they wanna do that [VERSE 3 – E.V.] My hometown never loved me They were always so above me No one ever cares about a boy that comes from that dub v They were sleepin on the boy Nap time is over You can send your girl over like we're playin red rover But I don't play no games Leave your sh** for the playground Put my headphones in, can't hear what you say now The way I be flowin, I go and let you know That I make your girl say wow And I be rhymin, designin these lyrics to knock you out So go on and stay down This beat's got a kick to it, the rap is so zesty Who would've thought such spice would come from the West V? I stay on my level, I'll never be on the sh** Kanye West be But one day I'll stay in a place where I can have one hundred guests sleep So high school – makin out at a f**in party I stay so mystery just like my last name was Hardy And I hardly ever cared, actin so indifferent All my girls was fine just like the wine I be sippin Naked girls on my water bed just like we skinny dippin But all these girls seemed to notice our relationship was slippin? [VERSE 4 – Josh McDowney] I got pistols, AK's Machetes, pumps, and grenades I'm in the cut like switch blade I got the green like the glade I'm stackin paper like Staples n***as are watchin like cable I'm baggin work on the table b**hes are strippin the label While we be countin the checks Trap houses look like the Rec I'm stackin money then flex I call a b**h up just for s** I grab the keys to the whip Start the b**h up just to dip I gotta grip on my hip And n***as want me to trip But I ain't slippin