Luyện nghe bài hát Mathematics

Ha ha
You know the
It's me yo
by Su-Primo for all of my peoples, Negros and Latinos
And the gringos

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

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

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

Yo, it's one universal law but two to every story
strikes and you be in for life, manditory
Four MC's murdered in the last four
I ain't to be the fifth one, the millennium is here
Yo 6 Million Ways to Die, from the seven deadly thrills
Eight-year getting found with 9 mill's
It's 10 P.M., where your seeds at? the deal
He on the hill puffin krill to keep they filled
Light in the ass with heavy steel, on the pretty shit in life
soldiers trying to earn they next stripe
When the average wage is $5.15
You best believe you gotta find a new to get cream
The white unemployment rate, is nearly more than for black
So front liners got they gun in your
Bubbling crack, theft and robbery to combat poverty
And end up in the global jail
stipulations attached to each sentence
Budget cutbacks but increased presence
And even if you get out of still living
Join the other five million state supervision
This is business, no faces lines and statistics
From your phone, your zip code, to S-S-I
The system break man child and into figures
Two columns for who is, and who ain't
Numbers is real and they never have feelings
But you push too hard, even numbers got
Why did one straw the camel's back? Here's the secret:
The million other straws underneath it, all mathematics