Today’s Math lyrics

[Intro]
The resistance is in our blood, man
We're from the bottom, you know I'm talking about?
Gotta teach the youth the truth
For real!

[Chorus]
One life to live, three dice hit the ground
For whatever, how the boys live
Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay
Tell me how you boys live

[Verse 1]
My mentality is that of a grown man, I don't bent (No!)
As a child went and stood up on my own ten
Down to ride, in the mirror like "Come on then!"
Roll the weed and just zone in
Entering the booth and I ain't got to bring my phonе in
I missed the take 'causе my thoughts got me frozen
Reliving them out, memories of me dealing with doubt
We got families, can't let the devil into the house
Friends are rare, gotta figure it out
Or have your right hand laying down all on your spouse
Both corrupted, life is for real, stay on subject
I learned way more from experience with the public
Street taught me knowledge of self, tighten your belt
A true emcee gotta put his pride on the shelf
Speak for the voiceless, use your mind for all them choices
We went from Ovaltine to oysters, that's real talk!
[Chorus]
One life to live, three dice hit the ground
For whatever, how the boys live
Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay
Tell me how you boys live

One life to live, three dice hit the ground
For whatever, how the boys live
Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay
Tell me how you boys live

[Verse 2]
The flow hit your nose like coke through a straw
In a like a trip most handsome of them all
Don't be women at your shows, just guys, wall to wall
There to hear you rap about some sh*t you probably never saw
While the real get overlooked
Sending kites over walls, spreading money on the books
Raising kids to see the frauds
Overlords took over the underground
Ducking law, birthing styles
You'd think I'm out here f*cking raw
Touched the fifth dimension, came back, started reinventing
Mixed the fentanyl inside the sentence
My rhymes give me pay 'cause rappers don't get a pension
Modern-day slaves, they'd rather get attention
My gun make you run, one shot - no extension
I throw a couple more if your homies moving like henchmen
Thinking you're invincible
In high school, I peeped you with the principal - telling
Still ain't nothing different
[Chorus]
One life to live, three dice hit the ground
For whatever, how the boys live
Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay
Tell me how you boys live

One life to live, three dice hit the ground
For whatever, how the boys live
Five homies, six pounds, seven ounces and we're on, ay
Tell me how you boys live (Come on!)

[Outro]
It's like a [?] feeling, man
It's intangible, man
It's something you just can't describe, man
It's UFO Fev
It's The Ghost of Albizu