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50.1s Recording (Nov 16 @ 11:23 AM) (Add Instrumental) (Add Vocal)

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Yo, time's a pyramid scheme, don't get buried alive, Wanna stay relevant? Channel pharaoh vibes to survive. Like Tutankhamun, cursed with gold and fame, Hide your secrets deep—play the long game. Conspiracy whisper: Aliens built those stacks, Not slaves, but ET tech, coverin' tracks. To last eternal, stack your empire high, Fake your origins wild—let the rumors fly. Be the Sphinx, nose chipped but secrets intact, Guardin' halls of power, ancient artifact. Theory says it's older, Atlantis survivor submerged, Water erosion scars—history's been purged. Stay mysterious, bro, don't spill the beans, Leave clues in the sand, fuelin' wild dreams. Pharaohs weren't kings, nah, hybrid gods from stars, Blue blood elite, drivin' cosmic cars. Illuminati echoes in their eye of Horus gaze, One world order plots from pyramid haze. To remain timeless, weave your web of lies, Conspire with shadows—watch your legend rise. Sphinx stares silent, but whispers in the wind, Hidden chamber below, where the real knowledge's pinned. Atlantean tech, lost scrolls of fate, Pharaohs tapped that power—never out of date. Curse your haters hard, like mummy revenge flicks, Tomb raiders drop dead—karma's got tricks. Build your myth massive, align with the stars, Orion's belt blueprint—leave cosmic scars. Relevance ain't chance, it's a plotted coup, Fake your death dramatic—resurrect anew. Pharaoh flow forever, Sphinx enigmas sealed, Conspiracy crown—your throne's concealed. Yo, history's rigged, but you rig it back, Timeless kingpin—eternal hack. Aliens approve, from their UFO throne, Metaphors in motion—carve your unknown!