Divine Math (feat. Vast Aire) is a song in English
City block, city's hot
City block, city's hot
Yes
Crimson
Yeah
In the end, you can't say you wasn't warned
If the truth is a rose, the best part is the thorn
And you will get torn
I'm from the old school where you're boring me
Pardon my yawn
And this beat that I'm on, gotta be strong
Let me fix your edge up, let me mow the lawn
And by the end of the song
You'll be dazed and amazed, singing along
Everywhere I step, my foot cracks the granite
I wish you away and ping pong your planet
We were forced to exile the savage
You better go get me some lentils and cabbage
We eat fish and toss salads, I don't gotta pause that
cee Gees is bringing that raw back
Praise God, don't look to the sky
See you next lifetime, our law never dies
To the suns and earths
And all the stars in the universe
We stop, we drop, and roll
To the suns and herbs
And all the stars in the universe
We stop, we drop, and roll
Too many rappers, but not enough rhymes
I represent the seven, but my clique is the nine
Truth we spill, but yet they don't care
I spit the truth, but it don't get me nowhere
Inspire me, I shut them down just like a fire chief
My line rattles, so don't battle, bring the cattle
Beef, Black voltron, we do more than show cronze
I've been waiting so long, I got my swoll on
Wallahi, Driving up the world, no car keys
Lovebug, Starsky, puff like Marley
But the gods be in the zone like twilight
Rod Sterling, Blue Sherlings, what's the highlight
I like to make them stampede whenever I plant seeds
Fertilize earth for land weed
I put bodies in black holes for black rose
I run with dogs like Astro, I'm Castro
To the suns and earths
And all the stars in the universe
We stop, we drop, and roll
To the suns and earths
And all the stars in the universe
We stop, we drop, and roll
We stop, we drop, and roll
We stop, we drop, and roll