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Common – Pyramids (Black America Again Album)

[Verse 1: Common] A nigga told me he 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 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 culdesa...

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[Verse 1: Common] A nigga told me he 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 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 culdesa...

Common – Pyramids

[Verse 1: Common] A nigga told me he 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 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 ...