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[Chorus: Mathematics]It was the good life, we rolled dice, with not much, but hung toughWith grandmas, and grandpas, my Old Earth, my great popsWith hustlers that hustled and pimps that playedAnd O.G.s that never played, Mac tens that sprayedFrom park jams and projects, parades lead to fortySouthside seventeen, Sufton bully shortiesSeven crowns, one eighteen, the Gods we get downLakeweed to Inwood, its all good, its my town[Mathematics]Back in the days: New Birth, Chi-Lites and OJaysSang the roots, they hit the stage, they hit the stageThey hit the stage, they hit the stageIt was set in a mack and moYellow Caddy, roof down, deckin slow moGrim hat to the side, feather in itBurgundy, pimpin on a stroll for a minute, nowHow you doin this morning, Miss Johnson?Shes crouchin, snatchin up the weeds from out her gardenI beg your pardon, and catch you down at the pool hallWhere we can play a game, smoke a tray and drink some alcoholPlacin numbers, catch each one as they sprintinAnd printin, numbers in there heads like its printedFur coats, minks, and canes, pops givin meShots on the low, moms blastin Al Green"Im Still In Love With You", Kool-Aid, hot gritsNew skits, fist fights, black-eyes and fat lipsGangs with chains and motorcycles, family rivalsYou fight one, you fight all, if have tooAfros and picks, chicks double dutchThey young, they cry "Black & Strong" as they strutNo more, we shall overcome, they overcameA Black Panther, black liberation army andBrothers, who fought to hold the grainSisters who bare these pains so there seeds could break these chainsBrain music: Curtis, Marvin and TeddyThe Temptations, plus The Sweet Inspirations[Chorus][Mathematics]Ladies sung the blues, Smokey hit the high notesCoolie High lost Cochise a while agoIts been a long time comingFunny how things changed, Superfly Priest just left the gameCotton came to Harlem, last weekendIts peeking, fiends around nottin, creepkin and sleakinEyes the sice of watermelons, grits the size of fistsSearchin for the next fame to stickSlick daddy with the heroin, dust if you mustHerb, free basic, you lustGoalie left his hoes on the stroll, dipped on the lowStabbed Pretty Tone and watched him blowJames died in a car crash, J.J. felt the blastPenny got furnished beneath the castWho seen our moms, last, baby, Im back thoughWhats Happening? Barettas on the block with the four-fourHim and Kojak fuckin with Lamont and RolloSome things never change, son, maybe tomorrowOr the day after, another chapterWishin, aww shit, Huggy Bear, fuckin snitchinChop his throat with them razors they be tuckinThats for talkin, they hung his tongue and kept walkinAnd headed down to the Bar LoungeTo hear some soulful sounds, and drown a few rounds[Chorus x2][Outro: Mathematics]What, nigga, what...[ Da Way We Were Lyrics ]

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