Luyện nghe bài hát Mathematics

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

Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady
for the fourth coming live, future shock
It's dimensions, six senses
Seven firmaments of to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
Nine planets 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 burn the journal
I'm blacker midnight on Broadway and Myrtle
Hip-Hop all your tall social hurdles
Like the projects, prison-industry complex
Broken wall better keep your alarm set
Streets too loud to ever freedom sing
Say evacuate your sleep, it's to dream
But you chain cats get CHA-POW, who dead now
Killing fields need to graze the cash cow
It's a number game, but shit don't add up
Like I got, to thirty-two bars to rock it
But only 15% of profits, see my pockets like
billion in the last twenty years
Spent on national defense but still live in fear like
Nearly half of America's cities is one-quarter black
That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the
Sixteen ounces to a pound, more to a ki
A five minute hearing and you no longer free
40% of Americans own a phone
So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't
I guess, Michael was right, "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your hardhat black cause you in the
Full of niggas, large niggas, dice tumblers
Young teens and prison greens facing life
mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients
Young bloods can't spell but could rock you in PlayStation
This new is whipping motherfuckers ass
You wanna know how to rhyme you learn how to add
mathematics

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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 strikes and you be in for life,
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 seven thrills
olds getting found with 9 mill's
It's 10 P.M., your seeds at? What's the deal
He on the hill puffin krill to keep belly filled
in the ass with heavy 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 gotta find a new ground to get
The white unemployment rate, is nearly more than for black
So liners got they gun in your back
Bubbling crack, jewel theft and robbery to poverty
And end up in the jail economy
Stiffer stipulations to each sentence
Budget but increased police presence
And even if you get out of still living
Join the other five million under state
This is business, no just lines and statistics
From your phone, your zip code, to digits
The system man child and women into figures
Two columns for who is, and who niggas
Numbers is real and they never have feelings
But you too hard, even numbers got limits
Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the
The million other straws it, it's all mathematics