Artist: J-Live f/ Oddy Gato Album: Undivided Attention EP Song: Calculations Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Oddy Gato] Who am I to piss on someone else's dream? They already lackin in the self-esteem Lower your voice, you tryin to make a scene? Fork stab under the table'll make you scream No shit we got robbed on Wall Street A million people laid off like it's all sweet White folks talkin 'bout Canada Canadians say, "Nah, South Africa" ...Guess we'll see you in Dubai Can't afford the car that you bought last July The days go by like dust Put your faith in a name you could trust... It's the mastertone scientist That's the only why come y'all still buyin this For those that toot your own horn Beware of the glamourous glare that's on porn Cause man needs woman to live And woman needs protection for the children and kids ..But if we keep living single Only companion be a radio jingle Who invented Kris Kringle? Government ain't shit, all they do is swindle Cherokee died in the cold It's the genocide racist pie à la mode Listen to the unheard atrocities Still perpetuated by the corporate monopolies Even since the power of Grayskull and filfully compelled to lead the faithful Wall Street gettin welfare Poor people gettin no healthcare... Maybe we should all move elsewhere Fuck that! Revolution time, hell yeah! [Chorus: Oddy Gato] If my calculations are correct Self-determination only comes from self-respect Arise sleeping giant in the housing projects We are not some athletes bred for having sex We are the original creator of the MATH Recorder of the movement of heaven since way back We are the original creator of the math Recorder of the movement of heaven since way back [J-Live] Yeah, so who are they to tell you that you ain't god? Judgin by your ways and actions though it ain't hard You need new brake pads, a tire rotation, and an oil change All you focused on though is the paint job They say perception is reality Are you the master or the slave of your salary? Count your blessings if you need to count your calories FUCK them vampires that inspire you with fallacies Too much power and not enough refinement The bed is made now to steal, cheat, and lie in it And don't give me that "product of the environment" Like solar panels in the states, we ain't buyin it And don't blame it on the sign of the times Roy Ayers said, "It ain't your sign, it's your mind" The turbines turn the tables, I suggest Seen 'em last decade, +Trans-Europe Express+ We cryin over spilled oil, tryin to redeem Actin like a fiend and call it livin the dream Globally we wonder why it's less respect given Insanity to do the same and expect different 2001, uh.. ten years later Google the World Trade and you'll still see a crater We crusadin on a guilt-laden mission The one-eye king with a blind man's vision Favorite decisions all revolve around division Until we get the message, it's pigeons killin pigeons Business and justice don't mix, they build prisons and destroy school programs filled with wisdom [Chorus: J-Live] So if my calculations are correct The things that you neglect'll hit you when you least expect Wake up sleepy giant, take some time to reflect Stop frontin, watch your back and protect your neck We the great debaters and we use supreme MATH Determinin the movement of heaven since way back We the great debaters and we use supreme math Determinin the movement of heaven since way back