Luyện nghe bài hát Mathematics

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

Yo, check it one for Hustle, two for Steady Rock
Three for the fourth coming live, shock
It's five dimensions, six
Seven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Stories to tell
Nine planets faithfully keep in
With the tenth, the universe expands length
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 Broadway and
Hip-Hop all your tall social hurdles
the nationwide projects, prison-industry complex
Broken wall better keep your alarm set
Streets too loud to hear freedom sing
Say evacuate sleep, it's dangerous to dream
But you chain get they CHA-POW, who dead now
fields need blood to graze the cash cow
It's a number game, but shit add up somehow
I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock it
But 15% of profits, ever see my pockets like
Sixty-nine billion in the twenty years
Spent on national defense but still live in fear like
Nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter
That's why they gave Ross all the crack
ounces to a pound, twenty more to a ki
A five minute sentence hearing and you no free
40% of Americans own a phone
So they can hear, that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your hardhat black you in the Terrordome
Full of hard niggas, large niggas, tumblers
Young teens and prison greens facing numbers
Crack mothers, crack and AIDS patients
Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in
This new is whipping motherfuckers ass
You wanna know how to rhyme you better 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 your math" x2]
"One.. t-t-two.. three, four"
"What are we about here?"

Yo, one universal law but two sides to every story
strikes and you be in for life, manditory
Four MC's murdered in the 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 seeds at? What's the
He on the hill puffin krill to keep they belly
Light in the ass with heavy steel, sights on the pretty in life
Young soldiers trying to they next stripe
the average minimum wage is $5.15
You best believe you gotta a new ground to get cream
The white rate, is nearly more than triple for black
So front liners got gun in your back
Bubbling crack, theft and robbery to combat poverty
And end up in the jail economy
Stiffer stipulations attached to each
Budget cutbacks but police presence
And if you get out of prison still living
Join the other five million under state
This is business, no faces just and statistics
From your phone, zip code, to S-S-I digits
The system break man child and into figures
Two for who is, and who ain't niggas
Numbers is hardly real and they never feelings
But you push too hard, even numbers got
Why did one straw break the back? Here's the secret:
The million straws underneath it, it's all mathematics