MATHEMATIK AKA MATH-U

MATHEMATIK AKA MATH-U - Rhyme Trainin' lyrics

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[Verse 1]

On a pursuit of a life like a story book saga

Math the author, exec. producer and sponsor

Who expect fools to conquer

And all because I want the mic, I'm lost in mind

Constant rhymes that taunt my kind

So far fate I resign

I design sublime in an ?izzinine?

I take you on a transport, deep inside a man sport

Honkey keeps the fans caught

Yo I command thoughts, strap you like a Jansport

Pack the math with rap

Verbal attack, reality facts

Cause if your strategy slack, look into math, yo that would be phat

Yo I intercept when you attempt to tempt

And percept the percent of words sent

Keeping the herbs bent

But herb at me

And worse let me just project on my cassette

Rep on my twin tecks

A true vet. who bets d.l. mics training

He likes training, keeping the elements relevant

Maintaining, yo I'm stating when my game is here

I'm reaching out to hear my name in your ear

[Chorus]

Throughout the span of my life I am

Committed to rhyme training, yo I'm rhyme training

Throughout the span of my life my man

Wont take my song thoroughly and understand

[Verse 2]

Every area of Rex, relative evidence

Living in present tense seemingly represents

My rhyme, my dance and my tables, willing able

As I climb enhance, never chance mentally stable

Fables are told, as long as that shit sold

You behold math bold for the fake to fold

Continually conceptualize, cause I bet you and I

Until we die, have to define perpetual lies

About my culture and how we keep the structure

You get cut off in the narc if you're soft brother

From a sound foundation, that surrounds sound station

Befrowned brown nation, Caucasian Asian conversation

Its all a part of breaking, confinements, timeless

You find this rhyme twist

A remix we fixed so the prefix sits

On some born true hip hop shit

Malvern hill top clique

Like a glock "Click Click", I'm fully loaded

Exploding lyrics so hear it

[Chorus]

[Scratching over Math speaking]

(Rhyme training, I'm a invent)

[Verse 3]

This song soldier I told ya, I hold ya with musical exposure

Similar to sun at night

Sit and write all the copycat raps that bite

Sit and write sloppy tracks, stop ya act, come with facts

I'm relaxed, keeping balance

Yo the only balance, retaliation to challenge

And my allowance, defining spirits to flourish

Keeping heads nourished, we defeat worthless

Yo my purpose to surface the earthless production

Rhyme training conjunction, Math coming with something bumping

Ill tell you one thing umpteen times

I learnt from writing rhymes between lines, time and space

I'm a penetrate verbal debates that never hesitate

To infiltrate instrumental place that relate

Throughout the span of my life my man

Wont take my song thoroughly and understand

Yo, ha ha

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