Glorious Game

[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)