Glory Burning
Felt Slug Murs
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He threw his weapon in the trash dumpster
In the alleyway, back behind that Irish pub
Then he sprinted like Olympics down the street
Everything went numb except his legs and feet
His car was parked just a few blocks away
He ain't getting caught, nope not today
And he can hear the faint sound of the sirens
Time is short and life's a sport
He tried to push weight like his face had a scar
Somebody gotta hate and instigate at that bar
He popped that fool like baby I'm a star
Now he's running to the safety of his baby's momma's car
Boy was born to be a soldier
Look over the shoulder as he took the corner
Nobody at the pub knows who he was
They seen him though, either way there's the vehicle
Down the street, it's within his reach
The cops are close, hear the tires screech
Hand in the pocket, grabbed the remote then
Popped the trunk and hopped in and closed it
Sitting in the cold trunk space
But his head stayed hot from the sweat on his face
Gotta keep his cool and think this through
If only he could fall asleep for a few
All thoughts crossed to how he got lost
Time is gone, trying to hit the stopwatch
Wishing he could take it back to the simple
When the future still had some potential
From the childhood playground jungle gym
To the concrete jungle that he's stuck within
War determines no returning
Stay warm from the fire of the glory burning
And it burns, glory burning in every soul
And it burns, glory burning in every goal
And it burns, glory burning in every war
So let it burn, but know what you're burning it for
Who did this motherfucker think he was?
Man up on who like he didn't give a fuck?
Who called the cops from inside the pub?
Cause it didn't take the hooters long to show up
What made me feel I had to take it this far?
What made me hop into the trunk of this car?
What would you do if your crew was at war?
What would they do to even out the score?
Where my boys at? They was supposed to have my back
Wait, I can't hear no footsteps, where the cops at?
Where I'm supposed to run when this trunk gets cracked?
Wait, where my girl at? As a matter of fact
Why did we pull off and left without a trace?
Why didn't I listen when she said baby wait?
Why did I see disgust when I look into her face?
Why didn't I learn when I caught my first case?
When will the oxygen run out in this trunk?
When will I have to prove I ain't no punk?
When will the OG's catch a body for once?
When will I get a chance to smoke this blunt?
How could I think of getting high right now?
How could I do this to my woman and child?
How'd I end up living life so foul?
Never thought the glory would burn me, that's how
The fire within burns close to the heart
Keeps the logic and emotions apart
God forbid you mix passion with thought
Cause then you're only asking for the drama to start
The cycle never ends while we live in denial
And wonder what it is that make the kids so wild
Who, what, where, when, why, and how
But them answers to them questions don't matter now