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J-Live lyrics : "Calculations"

Oddy Gato]
Who am I to piss on someone else's dream?
They already lackin in the self-esteem

Lower your voice, you tryin to make a scene?
Fork stab under the table'll make you scream
No %#@! we got robbed on Wall Street

A million people laid off like it's all sweet
White folks talkin 'bout Canada
Canadians say, "Nah, South Africa"

...Guess we'll see you in Dubai
Can't afford the car that you bought last July
The days go by like dust

Put your faith in a name you could trust...
It's the mastertone scientist
That's the only why come y'all still buyin this

For those that toot your own horn
Beware of the glamourous glare that's on !@$^
Cause man needs woman to live

And woman needs protection for the children and kids
..But if we keep living single
Only companion be a radio jingle

Who invented Kris Kringle?
Government ain't %#@!, all they do is swindle
Cherokee died in the cold

It's the genocide racist pie la mode
Listen to the unheard atrocities
Still perpetuated by the corporate monopolies

Even since the power of Grayskull
and filfully compelled to lead the faithful
Wall Street gettin welfare

Poor people gettin no healthcare...
Maybe we should all move elsewhere
$#&@ that! Revolution time, hell yeah!


[Chorus: Oddy Gato]
If my calculations are correct

Self-determination only comes from self-respect
Arise sleeping giant in the housing projects
We are not some athletes bred for having sex

We are the original creator of the MATH
Recorder of the movement of heaven since way back
We are the original creator of the math

Recorder of the movement of heaven since way back

[J-Live]

Yeah, so who are they to tell you that you ain't god?
Judgin by your ways and actions though it ain't hard
You need new brake pads, a tire rotation, and an oil change

All you focused on though is the paint job
They say perception is reality
Are you the master or the slave of your salary?

Count your blessings if you need to count your calories
!#@* them vampires that inspire you with fallacies
Too much power and not enough refinement

The bed is made now to steal, cheat, and lie in it
And don't give me that "product of the environment"
Like solar panels in the states, we ain't buyin it

And don't blame it on the sign of the times
Roy Ayers said, "It ain't your sign, it's your mind"
The turbines turn the tables, I suggest

Seen 'em last decade, +Trans-Europe Express+
We cryin over spilled oil, tryin to redeem
Actin like a fiend and call it livin the dream

Globally we wonder why it's less respect given
Insanity to do the same and expect different
2001, uh.. ten years later

Google the World Trade and you'll still see a crater
We crusadin on a guilt-laden mission
The one-eye king with a blind man's vision

Favorite decisions all revolve around division
Until we get the message, it's pigeons killin pigeons
Business and justice don't mix, they build prisons

and destroy school programs filled with wisdom

[Chorus: J-Live]

So if my calculations are correct
The things that you neglect'll hit you when you least expect
Wake up sleepy giant, take some time to reflect
Stop frontin, watch your back and protect your neck
We the great debaters and we use supreme MATH

Determinin the movement of heaven since way back
We the great debaters and we use supreme math
Determinin the movement of heaven since way back

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