Mathematics

Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka!

Ha-hah

You know the deal

This is me, dog

Beats by Supremo for all of my people, negroes and latinos

And even the gringos

Yo check it

One for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock

Three for the fourth coming live, future shock

It's five dimensions, six senses

Seven firmaments of heaven and hell

Eight million stories to tell

Nine planets faithfully keeping orbit with the probable tenth

The universe expands length

The body of my texts possess extra strength

Power lift powerless up out of this towering inferno

My ink so hot it burn through the journal

I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway & Myrtle

Hip-hop passed all your tall social hurdles

Like the nationwide projects, prison industry complex

Working-class poor better keep your alarms set

Streets too loud to ever hear freedom ring

Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream

For Cha-Ching cats get the Cha-Pow, you dead now

Killing fields need blood to graze the cash cow

It's a numbers game but shit don't add up somehow

Like I got 16 to 32 bars to rock it

But only 15% of profits ever see my pockets

Like $69 billion in the last 20 years spent on national defense

But folks still live in fear

Like nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter Black

That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack

16 ounces to a pound, 20 more to a ki

A five minute sentence hearing and you're no longer free

40% of Americans own a cellphone so they can hear everything that you say when you ain't home

I guess Michael Jackson was right, you are not alone

Rock your hardhat, black, 'cause you in the Terrordome

Full of hard ****, large ****, dice tumblers

Young teens in prison greens facing life numbers

Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients

Young bloods can't spell but they can rock you at PlayStation

This new math is what the motherfuckers ask

You want to learn how to rhyme, you better learn how to add

It's mathematics

(The mighty Mos Def, it's simple mathematics)

(Check it out)

(I revolve around science)

(What are we talking about here?)

(The mighty Mos Def, it's simple mathematics)

(Check it out)

(I revolve around science)

(What are we talking about here?)

(Do your math, do your math)

(1, 2, 3, 4, what are we talking about here?)

Yo, it's one universal law but two sides to every story

Three strikes and you bidding for life, mandatory

Four MCs murdered in the last four years

I ain't trying to be the fifth one, the millennium is here

Yo it's six million ways to die from the seven deadly thrills

Eight-year-olds getting found with 9-mils

It's 10:00 PM where your seeds at, what's the deal

They on the hill pumping krill to keep their bellies filled

Light in the ass with heavy steel, sights on the pretty shit in life

Young soldiers trying to earn they next stripe

When the average minimum wage is $5.15

You best believe you gotta find a new grind to get cream

The white unemployment rate is nearly more than triple for black

So front-liners got they gun in your back

Bubbling crack, jewel theft and robbery

To combat poverty and end up in the global jail economy

Stiffer stipulations attached to each sentence

Budget cutbacks but increased police presence

And even if you get out of prison still living

Join the other 5 million under state supervision

This is business, no faces just lines and statistics

From your phone, your zip code, the SSI digits

The system break man, child, and women into figures

Two columns for who is and who ain't ****

Numbers is hard to feel and they never have feelings

But you push too hard, even numbers got limits

Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the secret

The million other straws underneath it

It's all mathematics

(The mighty Mos Def, it's simple mathematics)

(Check it out)

(I revolve around science)

(What are we talking about here?)

(The mighty Mos Def, it's simple mathematics)

(Check it out)

(I revolve around science)

(What are we talking about here?)

(Mathematics)