Mathematics Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D][G][D]
[Eb][D][C#][G]
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
[Eb]Ha ha[D]
You know the [C#]deal[G]
It's just me, [Eb]yo
[D]Beats by [C#]Su- Primo for all of my peo[G]ple,
Negros [Eb]and L[D]atinos
And even the gringos
[C#]

[Verse 2]
[G]Yo, check it [Eb]one for Charlie Hus[D]tle,
two for Steady [C#]Rock
Three for [G]the forth- coming
live future shock
[Eb]It's five dimen[D]sions, six senses
[C#]Seven firmaments of Heaven [G]to Hell,
eight million [D]stories to tell
[Eb]Nine plane[D]ts faithfully keep in or[C#]bit
With the [G]probable tenth,
the universe expand[F#]s length
[D]The body of my text posses
extra strength
Power[C#]- lift the powerless up,
[G]out of this, towering [Eb]in ferno
[D]My ink so hot it burn through
the [C#]journal
[G]I'm blacker than midnight
on Broadway and Myrtle
[Eb]Hip- [D]hop past all your tall social hurdles
Like [G]the nationwide projects,
prison- industry [D]complex
Working class poor better
keep your alarm set
Streets too [G]loud to ever hear freedom [F#]ring
Say [Eb]evacuate your [D]sleep,
it's dangerous to dream
For ch- [C#]ching cats get [D]they cha-
paow, you dead [G]now
Killing [Eb]fields need [D]blood to graze
the cash cow
It's a number game,
[G]but shit don't add up somehow
[D]Like I [Eb]got,
six[D]teen to thirty- two bars to rock it
But only fifteen per[G]cent of profits,
ever see my pockets [Eb]like
Sixty- nine [D]billion in [C#]the last twenty years
Spent [G]on national defense
but folks still live in fear like
[Eb]Nearly half [D]of America's largest
cities [C#]is one- quarter black
That's why they gave [D]Rick
y Ross all the [G]crack
Six[Eb]teen ounces to a pound,
twenty [D]more to a key
A five minute sentence [G]hearing and
you no longer free
[Eb]Forty percent of [D]Americans
own a cell [C#]phone
So they [G]can hear,
everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, [Eb]Michael Jack[D]son was right,
you are not [C#]alone
Rock [G]your hardhat black
'cause you in the Terrordome
Full [D]of hard niggas, large niggas,
[C#]dice tumblers
Young teens and pris[D]on greens
fa[G]cing life num[Eb]bers
Crack [D]mothers,
crack babies [C#]and AIDS patients
Young bloods [G]can't spell but they could
rock you [Eb]at PlayStation
This new [D]math is whipping
motherfuckers' ass
You wanna know how to [G]rhyme
you better learn how to add
It's math[Eb]ematics[D]
(The Mighty [C#]Mos

[Verse 3]
[D]Def)
[G](It's simple mathematics)
[Eb](Check it out)
[G](I revolve [C#]around science)
(What are we [D]talking[Eb]
[D]about [C#]here?)

[Verse 4]
(The Mighty Mos Def) [C#](It's simple
mathematics)
(Check it [G]out)
(I revolve [Eb]around science)
(What are we [G]talking about
here?)

[Verse 5]
[G](Do your math,
[D]
do your math)
(One, t- t- two, three four)
(What are we [G]talking about here?)
[D]Yo, it's one

[Verse 6]
[Eb]univer[D]sal law
but two sides to every [C#]story
Three [G]strikes and you biddin' for life,
mandatory
[Eb]Four [D]MC's murdered in the last four [C#]years
I [D]ain't trying to be [G]the fifth
one, the millennium is here
Yo, [Eb]it's six million [D]ways [C#]to die from
the seven deadly thrills
[G]Eight- year olds getting
found with 9 mill's
[Eb]It's ten P.M.,
[D]where your seeds at? What's [C#]the deal?
He on the hill pumpin' krills to
keep they bellies [D]filled
Light [Eb]in the ass [D]with heavy steel,
sights on [C#]the pretty shit [D]in life
[G]Young soldiers trying to earn
they next [D]stripe
When the average minimum
wage [C#]is $5.15
You best [D]believe you gotta [G]find a new
ground to get [D]C.R.E.A.M
The white [Eb]unemploy[D]ment rate is nearly
more than [C#]triple for black
So front [G]liners got they gun in your back
Bub[D]bling crack,
jewel theft and robbery [C#]to combat poverty
And end up in the [D]global jail economy
[Eb]Stiffer stipu[D]lations attached
to each sentence
[G]Budget cutbacks but increased
police presence
[Eb]And even if [D]you get out of prison still [C#]living
Join [D]the other five [G]million
under state supervision
This [Eb]is business,
[D]no faces just lines and statistics
From your phone, your [G]zip code,
to [D]SSI digits
The system break man,
child and women into [C#]figures
Two columns for who [D]is
and who ain't niggas
[Eb]Numbers is hard [D]and real and
they never have feelings
But you push too [G]hard,
even numbers got limits
[Eb]Why did one straw [D]break the camel's
back? Here's the secret
The million other [G]straws underneath it,
it's all math[Eb]ematics[D]

[Verse 7]
(The Mighty [D]Mos Def)
[G](It's simple [D]mathematics)
[Eb](Check it out)
(I revolve [D]around [C#]science)
(What are [D]we talking
[D]about here?)

[Verse 8]
(The Mighty Mos Def)
[G](It's simple mathematics)
(Check it out)
[D](I revolve around science)
(What are we [G]talking
about here?)
(Mathematics)
[D]