Common - Pyramids lyrics
Common [Lonnie Rashid Lynn] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Common - Pyramids lyrics]
A nigga told me only rhyme for 19-year-olds
Nigga, you should rhyme wherever
The spirit goes
Here it goes, lyrical miracles
These are pyramids from the imperial
In theory though, low end scenario
And sound boy burial drove
Me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write like Richard
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 every day
Wonder what would heaven say
Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade
From evergreen to the everglades
I kneel where the rebels prayed
Seen 50 grey, 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
Got a fly band with
Son of the sit-ins, 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
Can't 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 divine
Close encounter of the wonder kind
Front a line
Shift the paradigm with a pair of rhymes
Styled by Michaela in the suite 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 got in here for the 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
Nigga, you should rhyme wherever
The spirit goes
Here it goes, lyrical miracles
These are pyramids from the imperial
In theory though, low end scenario
And sound boy burial drove
Me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write like Richard
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 every day
Wonder what would heaven say
Devils need to get away
From Chevrolet to Escalade
From evergreen to the everglades
I kneel where the rebels prayed
Seen 50 grey, 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
Got a fly band with
Son of the sit-ins, 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
Can't 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 divine
Close encounter of the wonder kind
Front a line
Shift the paradigm with a pair of rhymes
Styled by Michaela in the suite 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 got in here for the 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