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Mathematics lyrics : "Intro"

F/ Buddah Bless

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I think we are all acquinted with The Problem
It's The Solution that we're after ---


[Mathematics]
Hold the $#&@ up, not just yet


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We can understand the dynamics of the culture that live
You are judging your brothers and sisters by a society that has surpressed

them
On that judgement, you won't be sent anything


[Buddah Bless]
Aiyo, hundred dollar knots bulging, freshly dipped
On the block posing, smoking, thugged out, block toting

If he mack the most, from the day before
Twenty bags of 'dro, yeah, I'm blazing, yo
I rumble with the federate, from New York to the Jungle of Connecticut

Cellular jack, tell you to crack
Tats on the arms and back, Negro League
A bunch of ^!$$%s that's armed with bats for the love of the gizzy

Rated up in the X fever, laying up with the tech nina, ^!$$%, what's hood?
Grandma told me ^!$$% and ain't is not grammar
So I'm always gonna be a ^!$$%, cuz I ain't grammar, (*##$es, what's good?

A 6 Rule, ten to fifteen, I five and better
Bet that, head crack, let me get that
African month, burn a dutch til his $$# is in dust

Turn it up til I blasted and bust
Give a $#&@ til the day that I die, repppin' the Crooked Letter I
Forever, I'm on %#@!, like a fly

Reaching out with the Henny, til I $#&@ a hurl
Screaming middle finger up the world


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Damn pig face sons (*##$es --
Stop, crazy ^!$$%s you hanging out with

Always shooting each other and getting shot up by the police
I say what I feel, that's all

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