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[Verse 1: Blu]

So glorious

Never was a valedictorian, more like a hip-hop historian

I kiss the morning when I wake up and thank God

Fresher than a born again baby, I stay fly

Since ye high dreaming of creamin' panties

And performing in auditoriums in Miami

Granted the Grammy's, they'd hand me the planet

You think if opportunity knocked I wouldn't snatch it?

"The millionaire, the mansion"

Reluctantly I let them have it (take it)

And they still couldn't fuck with me

I'm into more important things now

Like my Porsche keys and importing rugs

You know, important stuff

Tell Bubba once the tables turn around

F trying to end careers, let the labels turn them down

You boys on that same ol' chasing rainbows around

Trying to find a pot of gold but ain't no paper around

Nowadays they frown, when yesterday they crowned you

'Til they heard about all the new fans that found Blu

True fam do know, no matter what the pseudo say

"If you okay, Blu's okay, I will hold you down B"

Even when the business try to drown me

Under all the love I've received is where they found me

Boys talking what? Tell them hush hush they mouth piece

Because somebody with me will (blaw!) bust they mouth piece

Pro box feather weights, levitate out B

If you ever need ring, no doubt count me

In it, for pennants

Penmanshipping and handling business is what I'm 'bout B!

Bout to be bout some down South beats

Don't be surprised if you close your eyes one day

And they open wide to a brand new Blu soaked in ice

F being broke and hot, I rather be spoken broken English

Folding Benjies not Lincolns, Biddies

F was ya'll thinking? First CD I ever rapped on was called "Glory"

End of story, and even I don't write it down

God surely, records it for me

Glorious