Lyrics Algebra - Soul Hooligan

Algebra

Kept back by the deeper rumblings in my breast
Bad vibes putting mad pressure on my chest
Fly time is a rhythm clocking exocet
Mad lines from a stranger you’ve already met
Tribal is the plate I’m eating from, you guessed
I’m full yet I cannot fit inside my vest
'Where's he at?'
is the question I refuse to get
Here I’m at.
Right here.
In your headphone set
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Two truths make a lie, first you die then fly
Cross the sky — jambalaya with your chocolate pie
Suck it deep: don’t let it interrupt your sleep
You’ll get fleas and disease when you’re counting your sheep
If you please, don’t please 'em — run 'em off the ranch
Let them grow like leaves then rip 'em off the branch
Fly time is a rhythm clocking do-si-do
B-boys rocking with the freak-freak: so now you know
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It’s the P.H.A.R.M.A.K.O.M
The remedy, yes the cure from the poisonous pen
What you’ll find inside my rhyme is enemy and friend
Going N to the E the B the U.L.A
Burning all the competition with the rhymes that I say
H the double O the L the I the G.A.N
Now the soul is what will signify the hooligan
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Not algebra or calculus
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Not algebra or calculus
You’ll try to diss
Take a crack at this
Not algebra or calculus
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Well take a crack at this now
You’ll try to diss
Take a crack at this
Not algebra or calculus
You’ll try to diss
Take a crack at this
Not algebra or calculus
Uh
Well take a crack at this now