Glorious (Remix) lyrics

by

Phonte



[Intro: Pharoahe Monch & SA-RA]
Ladies, just clap your hands to the beat
Fellas, just clap your hands
Matter'a fact...
Just snap your fingers like this one time
Just lay back
Just lay back
And just clap your hands to the beat, yeah

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
"I love you!"
These three words I said, it was right after she gave me
Then she turned around and blazed me
Had me reflecting eternally for knowledge of self
Nursed my asthmatic ass right back to health
Put me on a path of righteousness
The advice she gives comes synonymous with pricelessness
Helped me defeat the beast, find peace with me
Showed Pharoahe how to release his chi
She marches, tripping the life fantastic
With the brand new accomplished, she's so –

[Chorus: SA-RA & Pharoahe Monch]
Glorious!
In the spirit, in the mind, in the body, in the soul
On the block, with the Glock, when she rock, when she roll
She holdin' it down, she holdin' the crown
She's so –
Glorious! (Hey, hey, hey, hey!)
She's so – (Glorious!)
[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
See, I got dealt the hand – no spades, just hearts
And no diamonds or clubs, when I spread 'em apart
My peoples always say "Don't play that hand!"
"n*gga, those three words – never say that, man
She might be a magician on a late night scam
Rabbits in her perm on some long term plans and
You're a grown man! She's tryin' to see you sewn
Like a Dapper Dan clone transported from Japan"
That's when Cupid shot me in the ass with an arrow
We was playing Bridge like the Verrazzano-Narrows
It's odd, how it's all in the cards like Tarot
For Pharoahe to travel towards the love and unravel
Of course, she's so –

[Chorus: SA-RA & Pharoahe Monch]
Glorious!
In the spirit, in the mind, in the body, in the soul
On the block, with the Glock, when she rock, when she roll
She holdin' it down, she holdin' the crown
She's so –
Glorious! (Hey, hey, hey, hey!)
(Glorious!)
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