[Chorus: Sapient]
Right now living it out as the stories say
These are my glory days, these are my glory days, oh...
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[Verse 1: Sapient]
I am not talk, I get it indeed
Yeah I'm getting in deep
They all bark like the skin of a tree (woof, woof)
But I got the bite of an alligator
Kidnapped by aliens; Flight of the Navigator
So the distance is what I travel player
No, it's not Christmas, but I need some rapping paper
So what's the special occasion?
My progression and cadence are nothing less than amazing
I was made in the West and in the West I'ma stay
Spending the rest of my days on the left of the nation, ah
I love leaving these rappers stretched on the pavement
That's my sh**, so keep those decibels bangin', uh huh
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[Verse 2: Sapient]
And I'm all up in those ears blessing the drums
Filling you with questions like, "Where's he getting this from?"
My feathers are gun barrels, don't worry about it
You still working it out like you ain't heard the announcement, oh
I'm a bit of God, a bit of man, a bit of dog
Abit of cat, no I don't get along
So whether I'm feeling proud or humble
I'll make the crowd go rumble, until the ground is crumbled
Oh but you hate though, saying "this is too poppy"
It's a new era, don't copy 2Pac, please
I do proper, y'all are too sloppy
Rapper dudes jock me, their boos want bukkake
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[Verse 3: Luckyiam]
Glory, glory, glory, hallelujah, people holla back
Don't holla back at me if you shady and your heart is wack
Not "shady" in the sense like your last name was Mathers
Or a complexion of Mac Miller but that don't really matter
Rather hope to believe that mind's over matter
And be a matador cause bullsh**, it happens
If you don't ride the matterhorn
Cause that sh**'s distracting my [...]
I get madder and bored when some of y'all was rapping
Think it matter, no? 'Fore it was tight when it was cracking
Peace to Madelyn Stowe
You know that had to happen
Now see what I just did there? Glory days right here
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