Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A nigga told me he only rhyme for
Nigga, you rhyme wherever the spirit goes
Here it goes, lyrical
These are pyramids the imperial
In theory, though, low end
It's sound boy drove me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I like Pritchard
Invisible man, pictured with the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the walls the mystics of Kemet would go
wisdom in my system is the kick in the door
I don't rhyme for the sake of though
is a ritual for those depicted as low
Now I passed life like been here before
The reincarnation of It Takes A Nation Of To Hold
Us Back, coldest
For me the globe is like a
Around the world in a day, find forever and I
I'm from the weather they spray
gotta be a better way, people dying everyday
Wonder what would say? Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade, from evergreen to the
I kneel where the rebels
Seen fifty gray, but they need shades
Niggas like their whole style in retrograde
The escapade I'm on is like when the sun, moon and stars was
It's hard to explain how pyramids formed

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

I on the planet, never took the Southside for granted
a little, keep a high standard
The Roots are my niggas so I gotta fly
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I with
Dude said I was a hero, I nothing but a sandwich
A gluten-free one at that, my eyes see my raps
My bio is from what we need rap
On Marshawn Lynch, let me run it back
And come with new black spiritual
Every a miracle, condition now critical
Game lack lyrical, we need generals
war, tap into you like Savion
But I'm a orator, the boy
Came the door-to-door name the corridor of fame
I walk like an Egyptian on a mission to listen to
a vision of what we wishing
I've commissioned to deprison the prism of your mind
Spit the wisdom of the one
Close encounter of the wonder kind, front a
Shift the paradigm with a of rhymes
Style Bonnie Caylor, in the with Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure, Alabama shakes on incense rising the dresser
Child of a god
Influenced by the of the former, Joanne Chesimard
Assata Shakur, I gotta do
The spook who got in the door
I hit four, same thing Cassius Clay uses pottery for
I'm on a world tour Muhammad the prophet, my man
And where we land the pyramids

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