Pyramids

Written by：Lonnie Lynn/Emmanuel Riggins/Robert Glasper/Derrick Harris/Russell Jones

A ni**a told me he only rhyme for 19 year 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

It's 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 don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin' though

This is a ritual for those depicted as low

Now I passed life like I've 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

I'm from the weather where they spray

There's 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 rhymin' like their whole style in retrograde

The escapade I'm on is like when the sun moon and stars was born

It's hard to explain how these pyramids formed

Talent that I got will riz ock the spot

MCs I'll be burning burning hot

Talent that I got will riz ock the spot

MCs I'll be burning burning hot

Talent that I got will riz ock the spot

MCs I'll burn I'll 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 ain't 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 rap's a miracle condition now critical

Game lack lyrical we need black generals

Holy war tap into you like Savion

But I'm 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

I've 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

I'm 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 I'll be burning burning hot

Talent that I got will riz ock the spot

MCs I'll be burning burning hot

Talent that I got will riz ock the spot

MCs I'll burn I'll burn and I will burn burn burn