Money, power, greed
Add 'em up, now you got the recipe for the things that motivate me.
And you, take reality and subtract the truth equals the equation for commercialized news.
Divided by the hustlers in they're custom fit suits,
calculate the acres of the desert covered in brown boots and pretty soon,
we approach the limit of our infinite wisdom and ignorance turns out to be its own prison listen as I speak,
the bass represents all the varying heart beats, the snare is equivalent to everything you hear and see. And the horns is the cry of the street.
Lemme break it down, the only time that ima repeat.
the bass represents all the varying heart beats, the snare is equivalent to everything you hear and see. And the horns is the cry of the street.

the bass, the snare, the horns is represented by x,y, and z.
if you sum 'em up you got yourself a beat.
The vocals are a factor that's impossible to teach.
Maybe in another song I'll show you how to integrate your speech.
The tangent at the point where the curves of jazz and poetry meet.
The derivative is the language that I speak hip-hop.
And I'll stop maybe 50 years after 2012 turns out to be a flop.
But by then i'll have the game on lock anticipatin illogical moves like my name was spock
and the rising cost of my stock, will burst the bubble of the faggots who ridin my jock.
But my pockets stay full, cause statistically my skills is always risin' like the bull.
While your mental acuity dulls, you could still sigma all the records I sold,
all the treasures I stole, and all the treasures I wrote.

We fiendin' for what's going on in the club
do you ever think about 300 bil profit made on drugs,
that's a grand for each and every one of us, how much of that would go back to getting fucked up?
Cups filled with liquor, some inject to get their fix quicker.
2 billion text messages sent everyday, how many of us would say the same shit to they face?
40 million in the USA facin poverty every single day, that's the whole population of Spain.
24% under insured to handle medical way lays, that's the same as the fuckin' botswanan aids rate
You can't balance the equation of fate, all you can do, is learn from all your mistakes
use the numbers calculate the best way, don't believe what every single motherfucker say.
Use the logic knock 'em out like your name was cassius clay