Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A nigga told me he only rhyme for
Nigga, you should 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 blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I like Pritchard
Invisible man, pictured below the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the walls where the of Kemet would go
Supreme wisdom in my system is the kick in the
I don't rhyme for the of riddlin' though
is a ritual for those depicted as low
Now I passed like I've been here before
The reincarnation of It Takes A Nation Of Millions To
Us Back, coldest
For me the globe is like a
Around the world in a day, forever 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 Chevrolet to Escalade, from evergreen to the
I where the rebels pray
Seen gray, but they need better shades
Niggas rhymin' like their whole style in
The I'm on is like when the sun, moon and stars was born
It's hard to explain how these pyramids

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

I arrived on the planet, never the Southside for granted
Smoke a little, a high standard
The Roots are my niggas so I fly bandwith
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I stand
Dude I was a hero, I ain't nothing but a sandwich
A gluten-free one at that, my eyes see my raps
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 lack lyrical, we black generals
Holy war, tap 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
Envision a vision of what we
I've been commissioned to deprison the of your mind
Spit the of the one devine
Close encounter of the wonder kind, a line
Shift the paradigm with a of rhymes
Bonnie Caylor, in the sweep with Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure, Alabama shakes on incense rising the dresser
of a fresher god
Influenced by the life of the former, Joanne
Assata Shakur, I do more
The light-skinned spook who got in the
I gotta hit four, same thing Cassius Clay pottery for
I'm on a world tour Muhammad the prophet, my man
And where we land the stand

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