Luyện nghe bài hát Mathematics

Ha ha
You the deal
just me yo
Beats by for all of my peoples, Negros and Latinos
And the gringos

Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady
Three for the coming live, future shock
It's five dimensions, six
Seven firmaments of to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
Nine faithfully keep in orbit
With the tenth, the universe expands length
The body of my posses extra strength
Power-lifting up, out of this, towering inferno
My ink so hot it through the journal
I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and
Hip-Hop past all your tall hurdles
Like the projects, prison-industry complex
Broken glass better keep your alarm set
Streets too loud to ever freedom sing
Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to
But you chain cats get they CHA-POW, who now
Killing fields need blood to the cash cow
It's a number game, but shit add up somehow
Like I got, sixteen to thirty-two to rock it
But only 15% of profits, see my pockets like
Sixty-nine in the last twenty years
Spent on national defense but folks live in fear like
Nearly half of America's largest is one-quarter black
That's why they gave Ross all the crack
Sixteen ounces to a pound, more to a ki
A five minute hearing and you no longer free
40% of Americans own a cell
So they can hear, everything that you say you ain't home
I guess, Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your black cause you in the Terrordome
Full of hard niggas, large niggas, tumblers
Young teens and prison facing life numbers
Crack mothers, crack babies and patients
Young bloods can't spell but they could you in PlayStation
This new is whipping motherfuckers ass
You wanna how to rhyme you better learn how to add
It's

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"The Mos Def"
"It's mathematics"
"Check it out!"
"I around science"
"What are we talking here?"

"Do math" [Repeat: x2]
"One.. t-t-two.. three, four"
"What are we talking here?"

Yo, it's one universal law but two sides to story
Three and you be in for life, manditory
Four MC's in the last four years
I ain't to be the fifth one, the millennium is here
Yo it's 6 Million Ways to Die, from the deadly thrills
Eight-year olds found with 9 mill's
It's 10 P.M., where your at? What's the deal
He on the hill puffin krill to keep they belly
Light in the ass with steel, sights on the pretty shit in life
Young soldiers trying to earn they stripe
the average minimum wage is $5.15
You best believe you find a new ground to get cream
The white rate, is nearly more than triple for black
So front liners got they gun in back
Bubbling crack, jewel theft and to combat poverty
And end up in the global economy
Stiffer stipulations attached to sentence
Budget cutbacks but police presence
And if you get out of prison still living
Join the five million under state supervision
is business, no faces just lines and statistics
From your phone, your zip code, to S-S-I
The system break man child and women figures
Two for who is, and who ain't niggas
is hardly real and they never have feelings
But you push too hard, even got limits
Why did one straw break the camel's Here's the secret:
The million other straws underneath it, it's all