GLORY
by Hamlet
A RAPPING POEM 


My inclination leads me to rapport

Every time someone calls me a bitch or a whore

Trying to make a sister fell so weak and sore

You know all of that I try to ignore

Now there's an exception to this norm

Don't get angry when I want to conform

But don't you ever shout out my name

I bring rage on those who try to defame.

I'm speaking about when I was walking down the street

I had my leather shorts on I was looking such a treat

I walked past these guys as they walked past me

One touched my booty he treated me disrespectfully

I looked around he caught my rage

One called me a bitch he was young and underage

He was with his friends he tried to run away

I smashed him in the eye all my fury did display

I gave him a black eye he really had to pay

I don't mind if you're poor or rich

Just don't mess with me and call me a bitch

I fell down on the ground I just had to rise

Sad days at home you treated me as I if I was half size

You broke every bone and punched me in the eyes

You used me as someone to terrorize

You tried to make out all my scars were self inflicted

I thought I was in love and so addicted

I was too blind to see I was so restricted

I saw was you as the man in my life

Frightened to lose you even though you gave me strife

Yet you kicked me in the ribs and attacked me with a knife

I didn't want the children to see me take abuse

By daddy hitting mummy as a thing to misuse

You told me I was nothing without you I'm nothing with you

� A man hates you if he beats you black and blue

This is my warning you'll hit me no more

I'm not your personal slave or your personal whore

And nothing will come to you if you see me as a witch

Are you really sick who are you calling a bitch?

What's happening in your mind is what I ask you.

You don't hear me when I speak through

You call yourself a gang leader, a big tough sister

You say don't, play with me understand mister?

You have a new life that seems heaven sent

You're so fearless self assured and so confident

You act like a domme as if you've had enough

So, longsuffering you think you are so tough

Yet where does all your strength come from?

You used to be nothing just a single mum.

Now you want to be so rugged and so hard

You've suffered so much you're battle scarred

You want to be a biker, a mistress a security guard

Yet there are plenty out there prepared to pull it

You can't dodge away from every knife and every bullet

Bad girls like you are the silent type

You really want to kill every crook and guttersnipe

You want revenge and are prepared to use a switch

You love to wear the leathers

Who's calling you a bitch?

G.L.O.R.Y. that's Glory

Love a Black Woman

You have to let him know

G.L.O.R.Y. that's infinity

You have to let him go

Love a Black Woman

You go your way here we go

Infinity to infinity

You use your powered to frighten and bewitch

Who's calling you a bitch?