Glorious Game

Lyrics

[Intro: Black Thought] Yeah [Verse 1: Black Thought] Okay, I'm too Black for y'all to erase Shoot too straight for y'all to replace Too abstract for y'all to retrace You all would be safe but y'all are deep fake Too fake for me to waste time Too two-faced for me to say "Fine" I'm the one-man army, Ason The baseline is we just ain't the same kind Gloves and mask off, time to blast off Baton I'll pass off, rhyme your ass off If we clash, I'll haul the trash off Then haul the cash off and ball in Nassau That's all, it ain't too much talk All y'all chumps, it ain't enough chalk Y'all thought the name was just Thought? C'mon, I'm too strong for y'all to cut short You see light like mine once a lifetime When somе young gun becomes an icon But somehow thеy'll cut down the flight time Unless they send that heat down the pipeline My mind is hard to explain Call y'all all aboard for this train I float like a nautilus, mane Damn, I love this glorious game [Chorus: KIRBY] Ahh, pimpin' ain't dead, baby Mackin' ain't dead, baby, ooh, these are the glory days Pimpin' ain't dead, baby Mackin' ain't dead, baby, I swear, these are the glory days [Post-Chorus: KIRBY] I might put my fur on and talk my shit I might put my game on and take your bitch I might put my fur on and talk my shit (My shit) I might put my game on and take your bitch [Verse 2: Black Thought] Okay, I'm proof that we all should get free Direct from the streets of S.P.  Who alone tryna be the next thing For real, I'm just tryna be the best me, so No gas, I'm high in octane Which icon am I if not flames? Goddammit, guess who not lame And locked the block down before the blockchain Stop playin', the stakes is too high Some say life's a trip, then you die Patience brings all things in due time If you's a real one, well, that's a true sign My time the valuable kind Take these words to rendezvous by Y'all style on the comical side I drive psychological vibes Seekers, keep this close to your chest Weakness killed this culture, more or less Your projects is such a snorefest No paycheck, just exit stage left My grind is hard to explain I contain one marvelous brain I float like a nautilus, mane Damn, I love this glorious game [Chorus: KIRBY] Ahh, pimpin' ain't dead, baby Mackin' ain't dead, baby, ooh, these are the glory days Pimpin' ain't dead, baby Mackin' ain't dead, baby, I swear, these are the glory days [Post-Chorus: KIRBY] I might put my fur on and talk my shit I might put my game on and take your bitch I might put my fur on and talk my shit (My shit) I might put my game on and take your bitch [Refrain: KIRBY] These are the glory days These are the glory days [Outro: KIRBY] I might put my fur on and talk my shit I might put my game on and take your bitch I might put my fur on and talk my shit (I might put my fur on and talk my shit) I might put my game on and take your bitch (I might put my game on and take your bitch)