Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A told me he only rhyme for 19-year-olds
Nigga, you should rhyme wherever the spirit
it goes, lyrical miracles
These are pyramids from the
In theory, though, low end
It's boy burial drove me to classic material
nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write like
Invisible man, pictured with the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the walls where the mystics of Kemet go
Supreme wisdom in my system is the in the door
I don't for the sake of riddlin' though
This is a for those depicted as low
Now I passed life I've been here before
The reincarnation of It A Nation Of Millions To Hold
Us Back, coldest
For me the is like a culdesac
Around the world in a day, find and I stay
I'm from the weather where they
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 kneel where the pray
Seen 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
hard to explain how these pyramids formed

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

I arrived on the planet, never took the Southside for
Smoke a little, keep a high
The Roots are my so I gotta fly bandwith
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I with
Dude 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 Marshawn Lynch, let me run it
And come that new black spiritual
Every rap's a miracle, now critical
Game lyrical, we need black generals
Holy war, tap into you like
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 deprison the of your mind
Spit the wisdom of the one
encounter of the wonder kind, front a line
Shift the with a pair of rhymes
Bonnie Caylor, in the sweep with Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure, Alabama shakes on rising from the dresser
Child of a god
Influenced by the life of the former, Chesimard
Shakur, I gotta do more
The light-skinned spook who got in the
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 that I got will the spot
Mcs I'll be burning, hot
Talent that I got will 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