Mathematics

(feat. Buddah Bless)
[Buddah Bless]
Yo, Im like a shotgun ready to blow, ready to pop one
Who ready to know, who bettin the dough
Bet his brains leave blood on the floor
Other than atom, just lovin the fact Im live
Nigga aint gonn ask to ride
The Cherokee engine in the mud, cherokee indian in my blood
Thug be, with the blood leaf, Buddah
Always gonna be the smoke in the air
Livin off a hope, and a dare
And Im focusin here, open the beer
Nigga, countin up a loaf in the chair, baby
Im all in the throat, you feelin me all in the choke
Killin me all... oops, Im at it again
Writin a thousand bars hopin my brother come out of the pen
I stay in a bottle of gin, hidin the sins
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