Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramids

A nigga told me he only rhyme for
Nigga, you should rhyme the spirit goes
Here it goes, miracles
These are pyramids the imperial
In theory, though, low end
sound boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write Pritchard
Invisible man, below with the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow, on the walls where the mystics of would go
Supreme wisdom in my is the kick in the door
I rhyme for the sake of riddlin' though
This is a ritual for those as low
Now I passed life like I've been before
The of It Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold
Us Back, raps
For me the globe is like a
Around the in a day, find forever and I stay
I'm from the weather where they
There's gotta be a better way, people everyday
Wonder would heaven say? Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade, from evergreen to the
I kneel where the rebels
Seen fifty gray, but they need shades
rhymin' like their whole style in retrograde
The I'm on is like when the sun, moon and stars was born
It's to explain how these pyramids formed

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

I arrived on the planet, never the Southside for granted
Smoke a little, a high standard
The are my niggas so I gotta fly bandwith
Son of the sit-ins, you know who I with
Dude said I was a hero, I ain't but a sandwich
A gluten-free one at that, close my see my raps
My bio is from what we need rap
On Marshawn Lynch, let me run it back
And with that new black spiritual
Every a miracle, condition 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 down the corridor of fame
I like an Egyptian on a mission to listen to conditions
Envision a vision of we wishing
I've commissioned to deprison the prism of your mind
Spit the of the one devine
Close encounter of the wonder kind, front a
Shift the paradigm with a pair of
Style Caylor, in the sweep with Caroline
Getting dressed up pressure, Alabama shakes on incense rising from the dresser
of a fresher god
Influenced by the life of the former, Chesimard
Shakur, I gotta do more
The light-skinned who got in the door
I gotta hit four, thing Cassius Clay uses pottery for
I'm on a world tour with the prophet, my man
And we land the pyramids stand

that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs be burning, burning hot
Talent that I got will the spot
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