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, miracles
These are pyramids the imperial
In theory, though, low end
It's sound boy burial drove me to classic
nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For heights, I write like Pritchard
Invisible man, pictured with the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the walls where the of Kemet would go
Supreme wisdom in my system is the in the door
I don't rhyme for the of riddlin' though
is a ritual for those depicted as low
Now I passed life I've been here before
The of It Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold
Us Back, coldest
For me the is like a culdesac
the world in a day, find forever and I stay
I'm from the where they spray
There's be a better way, people dying everyday
Wonder what heaven say? Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade, from evergreen to the
I kneel where the rebels
fifty gray, but they need better shades
Niggas rhymin' like their whole in retrograde
The escapade I'm on is 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 I'll be burning, hot
that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll be 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 took the Southside for
Smoke a little, keep a standard
The are my niggas so I gotta fly bandwith
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I stand
said I was a hero, I ain't nothing but a sandwich
A gluten-free one at that, close my eyes see my
My bio is feedback from what we rap
On some Lynch, let me run it back
And come that new black spiritual
Every rap's a miracle, condition now
Game lack lyrical, we 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 to conditions
Envision a vision of we wishing
I've been commissioned to deprison the of your mind
the wisdom of the one devine
Close encounter of the wonder kind, front a
Shift the paradigm a pair of rhymes
Style Bonnie Caylor, in the sweep Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure, Alabama shakes on incense rising from the
Child of a god
Influenced by the of the former, Joanne Chesimard
Assata Shakur, I gotta do
The light-skinned who got in the door
I gotta hit four, same thing Cassius uses pottery for
I'm on a tour with Muhammad the prophet, my man
And where we land the pyramids

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