Before They Moved Egypt

[Intro] They call it innovation I call it excavation Ain’t nothing new under the sun They just changed the corporation [Hook] This was Egypt before they moved Egypt Free energy, they knew how to use it Dig it back up, put a patent straight through it Sell us our past and call it futuristic This was Egypt, look deeper than the ruins Ancient current still running through the blueprint They ain’t invent it, they found it and improved it Whole new world running off recycled music Old technology New terminology Same electricity Different mythology [Verse 1] Copper in the walls, gold touching the circuit Stone cut clean like somebody had purpose Frequency chambers, whole buildings conducting Tell me why the old world look more advanced than construction Towers on the skyline shaped like transmission Domes on the roof, metal rods in position Water underneath, earth carrying current Maybe architecture wasn’t only there for worship They call it decoration, I’m looking at function Everything aligned like a planetary junction Geometry precise, no wasted construction If energy was free, somebody lost from production So bury the machines, then erase what they did Teach the children primitive, cover tracks with the grid Couple generations later, bring the same thing back Put a meter on the power, put a barcode on the facts Nikola talking frequency, suddenly he dangerous Anything unlimited don’t work for who be charging us Power from the atmosphere sound crazy till they package it Hundred years later, same concepts with trademarks attached to it [Hook] This was Egypt before they moved Egypt Free energy, they knew how to use it Dig it back up, put a patent straight through it Sell us our past and call it futuristic This was Egypt, look deeper than the ruins Ancient current still running through the blueprint They ain’t invent it, they found it and improved it Whole new world running off recycled music Old technology New terminology Same electricity Different mythology [Verse 2] America ancient, not the story they handed us Cities already standing before cameras captured us They show you broken stones, never ask what powered ’em Then build the future looking suspiciously like all of ’em Wireless power, sound moving matter Magnetic fields making heavy things lighter Frequency healing, water holding data Everything “impossible” come back a century later They recycle the science, rename the inventor Ancient gets “myth,” modern gets “venture” Same sacred ratios showing up in the center Old-world wisdom wearing silicon for a texture Solar ain’t new, neither is vibration Earth got a charge, sky full of radiation Maybe civilization reached another elevation Before somebody reset the whole conversation Now they sell smart homes, grids and automation But the ancestors built cities like living stations Buildings breathed with the earth, no monthly obligation Now convenience got a fee and freedom got subscriptions That’s why I don’t call everything progression Sometimes “future” just means old tech with possession Take the knowledge from the people, hide the source of the invention Then return it piece by piece and call the pieces evolution [Final Hook] This was Egypt before they moved Egypt Free energy, they knew how to use it Dig it back up, put a patent straight through it Sell us our past and call it futuristic This was Egypt, look deeper than the ruins Ancient current still running through the blueprint They ain’t invent it, they found it and improved it Whole new world running off recycled music Old technology New terminology Same electricity Different mythology [Outro] They didn’t build the future. They inherited it. Cleaned the dust off— and sold it back to us.