http://www.myspace.com/cmykymcYo, check it one for charlie hustle, two for steady rockThree for the fourth comin live, future shockIts five dimensions, six sensesSeven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 million stories to tellNine planets faithfully keep in orbitWith the probable tenth, the universe expands lengthThe body of my text posess extra strengthPower-liftin powerless up, out of this, towerin infernoMy ink so hot it burn through the journalIm blacker than midnight on broadway and myrtleHip-hop past all your tall social hurdlesLike the nationwide projects, prison-industry complexBroken glass wall better keep your alarm setStreets too loud to ever hear freedom singSay evacuate your sleep, its dangerous to dreamBut you chain cats get they cha-pow, who dead nowKillin fields need blood to graze the cash cowIts a number game, but shit dont add up somehowLike I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock itBut only 15% of profits, ever see my pockets likeSixty-nine billion in the last twenty yearsSpent on national defense but folks still live in fear likeNearly half of americas largest cities is one-quarter blackThats why they gave ricky ross all the crackSixteen ounces to a pound, twenty more to a kiA five minute sentence hearing and you no longer free40% of americans own a cell phoneSo they can hear, everything that you say when you aint homeI guess, michael jackson was right, you are not aloneRock your hardhat black cause you in the terrordomeFull of hard niggaz, large niggaz, dice tumblersYoung teens and prison greens facin life numbersCrack mothers, crack babies and aids patientsYoung bloods cant spell but they could rock you in playstationThis new math is whippin motherfuckers assYou wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to addIts mathematicsYo, its one universal law but two sides to every story\nThree strikes and you be in for life, manditory\nFour mcs murdered in the last four years\nI aint tryin to be the fifth one, the millenium is here\nYo its 6 million ways to die, from the seven deadly thrills\nEight heroes gettin found with 9 millsIts 10 p.m., where your seeds at? whats the deal\nHe on the hill puffin krill to keep they belly filled\nLight in the ass with heavy steel, sights on the pretty shit in life\nYoung soldiers tryin to earn they next stripe\nWhen the average minimum wage is $5.15\nYou best believe you gotta find a new ground to get cream\nThe white unemployment rate, is nearly more than triple for black\nSo frontliners got they gun in your back\nBubblin crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty\nAnd end up in the global jail economy\nStiffer stipulations attached to each sentence\nBudget cutbacks but increased police presence\nAnd even if you get out of prison still livin\nJoin the other five million under state supervision\nThis is business, no faces just lines and statistics\nFrom your phone, your zip code, to s-s-i digits\nThe system break man child and women into figures\nTwo columns for who is, and who aint niggaz\nNumbers is hardly real and they never have feelings\nBut you push too hard, even numbers got limits\nWhy did one straw break the camels back? heres the secret:\nThe million other straws underneath it - its all mathematics cat, CMYK, DEF, DJ, japan, kyoto, MATHEMATICS, MOS, pet, PREMIER, REMIX,にゃんこ, ぬこ, ねこ, ネコ, ペット, 三毛猫, 動物, 可愛い