Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A nigga told me he only rhyme for
Nigga, you should wherever the spirit goes
it goes, lyrical miracles
These are from the imperial
In theory, though, low end
It's boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write like
Invisible man, pictured below the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the walls where the mystics of would go
Supreme wisdom in my system is the kick in the
I don't for the sake of riddlin' though
This is a ritual for 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 a culdesac
Around the world in a day, find and I stay
I'm from the where they spray
There's gotta be a better way, people dying
Wonder what would heaven Devils need to get away
From to Escalade, from evergreen to the everglades
I kneel the rebels pray
Seen fifty gray, but they need better
Niggas rhymin' like their whole style in
The escapade I'm on is like when the sun, moon and stars was
It's to explain how these pyramids formed

Talent that I got will riz-ock the
Mcs I'll be burning, hot
Talent that I got will riz-ock the
Mcs I'll be burning, hot
Talent I got will riz-ock the spot
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 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 see my raps
My bio is from what we need rap
On some Marshawn Lynch, let me run it
And come with that new black
Every rap's a miracle, condition now
Game lack lyrical, we black generals
Holy war, tap into you like
But I'm a orator, the boy
the door-to-door name down the corridor of fame
I walk an Egyptian on a mission to listen to conditions
Envision a vision of what we
been commissioned to deprison the prism of your mind
Spit the wisdom of the one
Close of the wonder kind, front a line
Shift the with a pair of rhymes
Style Bonnie Caylor, in the sweep Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure, shakes on incense rising from the dresser
of a fresher god
Influenced by the of the former, Joanne Chesimard
Assata Shakur, I gotta do
The spook who got in the door
I gotta hit four, same thing Cassius uses pottery for
I'm on a world tour Muhammad the prophet, my man
And where we the pyramids stand

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