Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A nigga told me he rhyme for 19-year-olds
Nigga, you should wherever the spirit goes
it goes, lyrical miracles
These are pyramids from the
In theory, though, low end
It's sound boy burial drove me to material
nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write like
Invisible man, pictured below with the
Prolifical flow, on the walls the mystics of Kemet would go
wisdom in my system is the kick in the door
I rhyme for the sake of riddlin' though
This is a for those depicted as low
Now I life like I've been here before
The reincarnation of It Takes A Nation Of To Hold
Us Back, coldest
For me the is like a culdesac
Around the world in a day, forever and I stay
I'm from the where they spray
There's gotta be a way, people dying everyday
Wonder what heaven say? Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade, from to the everglades
I where the rebels pray
Seen fifty gray, but they need better
Niggas like their whole style in retrograde
The I'm on is like when the sun, moon and stars was born
It's hard to explain how pyramids formed

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

I on the planet, never took the Southside for granted
a little, keep a high standard
The Roots are my so I gotta fly bandwith
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I with
Dude said I was a hero, I ain't nothing but a
A gluten-free one at that, my eyes see my raps
My bio is feedback from we need rap
On some Lynch, let me run it back
And come with that new black
rap's a miracle, condition now critical
Game lyrical, we need black generals
war, tap into you like Savion
But I'm a orator, the boy
Came the door-to-door name down the corridor of
I walk like an Egyptian on a mission to listen to
Envision a vision of what we
been commissioned to deprison the prism of your mind
Spit the of the one devine
Close of the wonder kind, front a line
the paradigm with a pair of rhymes
Style Bonnie Caylor, in the with Caroline
Getting up under pressure, Alabama shakes on incense rising from the dresser
of a fresher god
Influenced by the of the former, Joanne Chesimard
Assata Shakur, I do more
The light-skinned who got in the door
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

Talent 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 will the spot
Mcs I'll burn, I'll burn, and I burn, burn, burn