Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A nigga told me he only for 19-year-olds
Nigga, you should wherever the spirit goes
Here it goes, lyrical
These are pyramids the imperial
In theory, though, low end
It's sound boy burial drove me to material
nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For heights, I write like Pritchard
Invisible man, pictured below the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the where the mystics of Kemet would go
Supreme wisdom in my is the kick in the door
I don't rhyme for the of riddlin' though
This is a ritual for depicted as low
Now I passed life I've been here before
The reincarnation of It Takes A Nation Of To Hold
Us Back, raps
For me the is like a culdesac
Around the world in a day, forever and I stay
I'm the weather where they spray
There's be a better way, people dying everyday
Wonder what would heaven say? Devils need to get
From Chevrolet to Escalade, from to the everglades
I kneel where the pray
Seen gray, but they need better shades
rhymin' like their whole style in retrograde
The escapade I'm on is like the sun, moon and stars was born
It's hard to explain how these formed

Talent I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll be burning, hot
that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs be burning, burning hot
that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs burn, I'll burn, and I will burn, burn, burn

I arrived on the planet, never the Southside for granted
Smoke a little, a high standard
The are my niggas so I gotta fly bandwith
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I stand
Dude said I was a hero, I ain't but a sandwich
A gluten-free one at that, close my eyes see my
My bio is feedback from we need rap
On some Lynch, let me run it back
And with that new black spiritual
Every rap's a miracle, condition now
Game lyrical, we need black generals
Holy war, tap into you Savion
But I'm a orator, the boy
Came the name down the corridor of fame
I walk like an on a mission to listen to conditions
Envision a vision of we wishing
I've been commissioned to the prism of your mind
Spit the of the one devine
Close encounter of the kind, front a line
Shift the paradigm with a pair of
Style Bonnie Caylor, in the with Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure, Alabama on incense rising from the dresser
Child of a god
Influenced by the life of the former, Joanne
Assata Shakur, I gotta do
The light-skinned spook who got in the
I gotta hit four, same Cassius Clay uses pottery for
I'm on a world tour Muhammad the prophet, my man
And where we the pyramids stand

that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs be burning, burning hot
that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll be burning, hot
Talent that I got riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll burn, I'll burn, and I will burn, burn,