Ancient Egypt

Son of Pharaoh, scheming Feels like it's Ancient Egypt But they were more like Demons More like the face of evil Being watched by the Eye of Hurus Underworld, where Osiris holds em Wasn't made just to follow orders See I'm ready for the Bull, no Turus Helios, Ra, the sun betrothed them The Pharoahs died in graves with fortunes Worshipped the gold cos the greed controlled them Every single one of them fallen like Moses told em Way before the Greeks, and Romans The Egyptians ruled the borders Deep in the tombs all the demons haunted Now it's taken your sons and daughters Took us back to the birth of black magic The first iteration what we call Satanic The telecom static, hear mystical fabrics I try analyse, mind gets erratic The memory fragments, all vague and damaged They pump our bodies with pills and plastic Derange the masses, with too much baggage Like a 29 yr old woman unmarried Yeah, yeah Who you think taught Pythagoras? I learn from the original ones who established it In my polymath phase it's challenging But I'm still managing, Mourinho back in Milan again Pep back in Catalan again I'm ice cold where most would panic It's like I wear the black gloves back in Paris I marshall the troops like my last name Mathers Double the M's cos my net worth flatters I pull out the cards like Inspector Gadget I pay for the tab with my Platinum Amex All blacked out whips in my future garage I research the world like I'm back in Alex Before the library burned, it's tragic The history damaged, ablaze abandoned The wisdom lost in flames and ashes