N.O.R.E., Large Professor - Built Pyramids lyrics
[N.O.R.E., Large Professor - Built Pyramids lyrics]
Large Pro it's my first Large Pro beat
You a genius nigga i'm honored
And with them gray's in your beard
You lookin' more like a genius
Flushing Meadow Park
Drive my heights 8 store
We playing baseball, then we slangin 8 balls
Mission impossible, Alley Cat he shot niggas
Got shot too locked at the hospital
Jamaican Ave
Chicken patty with the cocoa bread
I know Jamaicans on drugs
Call em cocoa heads
Since lookin at the front door
Always want more
So I got drugs pump and more
This is my belief, my philosophy, geography
Ecology, biology, psychology
I used to spit Gillette razors
Hand in hand with my Pakistan man
We made papers
Fish scales from Jackson Heights Colombians
IS 61, was raised for no republicans
And I don’t mean to get all political
But Mitt Romney don’t plan to do shit for you
What the theory is, Sunlight to 1 at night
We the eeriest tell em what it really is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It’s that Q talk serious
What the theory is, Sunlight to 1 at night
We the eeriest tell em what it really is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It’s that Q talk serious
Yo, see I’m a student of a
Game how I pay attention
You so poor that you can’t
Afford to pay attention
Catch me downtown by LES
Or up in Flatbush, Fort Greene by DYS
Who you be with
My niggas I was locked up in Spofford with
Killers that'll kill killers marvelous
I know niggas never used a gun but got bodies
You can do the math, go and ask who you ask
A1 nigga since day 1, just ask
G-Shock watch
Flooded with the black diamonds
Louboutins with the spikes is for weirdos
I’m hood nigga, I don’t wear those
Still a dapper dan, design still immaculate
Gucci ain’t make that, nah
But it’s they fabric
And still I get cabbage with, punch style
Gold piece Lazareth
Yo, you wanna fly in the city
You gotta go to Queens
Fly out of the city, you gotta come to Queens
My borough birthed John Gotti
And other killers, big drug dealers
Wild ball players
Lamar Odom, World Peace Artest
Kenny Anderson, Kenny Smith, Lefrak the best
Yea rafer Alston, Anthony Mason
Mark Jackson on a lay up line
They got action
Supreme court where I fought
But these ball playing niggas
Rep Queens on a court
Talik and Kimani could have made it
And Raheem manchild
The fuckin' hood favorite
Orchestrated, we sort of related
Black and Puerto Rican
Like Los we stay faded cause
Yeah, on the real to the real
On the real to the real
You a genius nigga i'm honored
And with them gray's in your beard
You lookin' more like a genius
Flushing Meadow Park
Drive my heights 8 store
We playing baseball, then we slangin 8 balls
Mission impossible, Alley Cat he shot niggas
Got shot too locked at the hospital
Jamaican Ave
Chicken patty with the cocoa bread
I know Jamaicans on drugs
Call em cocoa heads
Since lookin at the front door
Always want more
So I got drugs pump and more
This is my belief, my philosophy, geography
Ecology, biology, psychology
I used to spit Gillette razors
Hand in hand with my Pakistan man
We made papers
Fish scales from Jackson Heights Colombians
IS 61, was raised for no republicans
And I don’t mean to get all political
But Mitt Romney don’t plan to do shit for you
What the theory is, Sunlight to 1 at night
We the eeriest tell em what it really is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It’s that Q talk serious
What the theory is, Sunlight to 1 at night
We the eeriest tell em what it really is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It’s that Q talk serious
Yo, see I’m a student of a
Game how I pay attention
You so poor that you can’t
Afford to pay attention
Catch me downtown by LES
Or up in Flatbush, Fort Greene by DYS
Who you be with
My niggas I was locked up in Spofford with
Killers that'll kill killers marvelous
I know niggas never used a gun but got bodies
You can do the math, go and ask who you ask
A1 nigga since day 1, just ask
G-Shock watch
Flooded with the black diamonds
Louboutins with the spikes is for weirdos
I’m hood nigga, I don’t wear those
Still a dapper dan, design still immaculate
Gucci ain’t make that, nah
But it’s they fabric
And still I get cabbage with, punch style
Gold piece Lazareth
Yo, you wanna fly in the city
You gotta go to Queens
Fly out of the city, you gotta come to Queens
My borough birthed John Gotti
And other killers, big drug dealers
Wild ball players
Lamar Odom, World Peace Artest
Kenny Anderson, Kenny Smith, Lefrak the best
Yea rafer Alston, Anthony Mason
Mark Jackson on a lay up line
They got action
Supreme court where I fought
But these ball playing niggas
Rep Queens on a court
Talik and Kimani could have made it
And Raheem manchild
The fuckin' hood favorite
Orchestrated, we sort of related
Black and Puerto Rican
Like Los we stay faded cause
Yeah, on the real to the real
On the real to the real