Eleven12 - Pyramid Vritra, Vritra

Tabbed in the Jag on the way to the party

Hot box and tops dropped the backdrop scenery

Roll greenery, none opposed

Gnawing amateur flows

Hope, going for gold, rolls and

Major league, majorly marinate the green

Pull your roof back from the snare and the hat

That lure of the fast life, jewelry and cash like

High and never crash ever last, never last

Like lumber in the dash, Prada stash life light show

Blind glow, my kingdom, my dime froze

Rhyme, feeble rhyme, lethal niggas

We breaking ankles, picking Rolls

Set and stone with the medallion

Champ chant with the weh weh

Donned in the Bentley

Gloomy in the Bimmer

North star jarred in the two seater

Ain’t a damn thing change but the change in our names

Known chrome, wrap the gold

100 spoke, flow chase

Pyramid allegiance till my tombstone

Base baked

Roof blown, speeding in the coupe

Pedal metal

Never ducking from the blue

Now it’s about to look and name

Ringing chain, catalogued

, never fall

Lookin in your eyes

Take you back your

Take you by surprise

Make you understand

(Unfinished)