Today’s Math

Lyrics

[Intro] The resistance is in our blood, man We're from the bottom, you know I'm talking about? Gotta teach the youth the truth For real! [Chorus] One life to live, three dice hit the ground For whatever, how the boys live Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay Tell me how you boys live [Verse 1] My mentality is that of a grown man, I don't bent (No!) As a child went and stood up on my own ten Down to ride, in the mirror like "Come on then!" Roll the weed and just zone in Entering the booth and I ain't got to bring my phonе in I missed the take 'causе my thoughts got me frozen Reliving them out, memories of me dealing with doubt We got families, can't let the devil into the house Friends are rare, gotta figure it out Or have your right hand laying down all on your spouse Both corrupted, life is for real, stay on subject I learned way more from experience with the public Street taught me knowledge of self, tighten your belt A true emcee gotta put his pride on the shelf Speak for the voiceless, use your mind for all them choices We went from Ovaltine to oysters, that's real talk! [Chorus] One life to live, three dice hit the ground For whatever, how the boys live Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay Tell me how you boys live One life to live, three dice hit the ground For whatever, how the boys live Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay Tell me how you boys live [Verse 2] The flow hit your nose like coke through a straw In a like a trip most handsome of them all Don't be women at your shows, just guys, wall to wall There to hear you rap about some shit you probably never saw While the real get overlooked Sending kites over walls, spreading money on the books Raising kids to see the frauds Overlords took over the underground Ducking law, birthing styles You'd think I'm out here fucking raw Touched the fifth dimension, came back, started reinventing Mixed the fentanyl inside the sentence My rhymes give me pay 'cause rappers don't get a pension Modern-day slaves, they'd rather get attention My gun make you run, one shot - no extension I throw a couple more if your homies moving like henchmen Thinking you're invincible In high school, I peeped you with the principal - telling Still ain't nothing different [Chorus] One life to live, three dice hit the ground For whatever, how the boys live Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay Tell me how you boys live One life to live, three dice hit the ground For whatever, how the boys live Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay Tell me how you boys live (Come on!) [Outro] It's like a [?] feeling, man It's intangible, man It's something you just can't describe, man It's UFO Fev It's The Ghost of Albizu