Pyramids

Pyramids （字塔）-Common
Written by ：Lonnie Lynn /Emmanuel Riggins /Robert Glasper /Derrick Harris /Russell Jones
A ni**a told me he only rhyme for 19year olds
Ni**a you should rhyme wherever the spirit goes
Here it goes lyrical miracles
These are pyramids from the imperial
In theory though low end scenario
Its sound boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights I write like Pritchard
Invisible man pictured below with the hieroglyphicable
Prolifical flow on the walls where the mystics of Kemet would go
Supreme wisdom in my system is the kick in the door
I dont rhyme for the sake of riddlinthough
This is a ritual for those depicted as low
Now I passed life like Ive been here before
The reincarnation of It Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold
Us Back coldest raps
For me the globe is like a culdesac
Around the world in a day find forever and I stay
Im from the weather where they spray
Theres gotta be a better way people dying everyday
Wonder what would heaven say Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade from evergreen to the everglades
I kneel where the rebels pray
Seen fifty gray but they need better shades
Niggas rhyminlike their whole style in retrograde
The escapade Im on is like when the sun moon and stars was born
Its hard to explain how these pyramids formed
Talent that I got will riz ock the spot
MCs Ill be burning burning hot
Talent that I got will riz ock the spot
MCs Ill be burning burning hot
Talent that I got will riz ock the spot
MCs Ill burn Ill burn and I will burn burn burn
I arrived on the planet never took the Southside for granted
Smoke a little keep a high standard
The Roots are my niggas so I gotta fly bandwith
Son of the sitins you know who I stand with
Dude said I was a hero I aint nothing but a sandwich
A gluten free one at that close my eyes see my raps
My bio is feedback from what we need rap
On some Marshawn Lynch let me run it back
And come with that new black spiritual
Every raps a miracle condition now critical
Game lack lyrical we need black generals
Holy war tap into you like Savion
But Im a orator the corduroy boy
Came the door to door name down the corridor of fame
I walk like an Egyptian on a mission to listen to conditions
Envision a vision of what we wishing
Ive been commissioned to deprison the prism of your mind
Spit the wisdom of the one devine
Close encounter of the wonder kind front a line
Shift the paradigm with a pair of rhymes
Style Bonnie Caylor in the sweep with Caroline
Getting dressed up under pressure
Alabama shakes on Incense rising from the dresser child of a fresher god
Influenced by the life of the former Joanne Chesimard
Assata Shakur I gotta do more
The light skinned spook who got in the door
I gotta hit four same thing Cassius Clay uses pottery for
Im on a world tour with Muhammad the prophet my man
And where we land the pyramids stand
Talent that I got will riz ock the spot
MCs Ill be burning burning hot
Talent that I got will riz ock the spot
MCs Ill be burning burning hot
Talent that I got will riz ock the spot
MCs Ill burn Ill burn and I will burn burn burn