Скачать или смотреть Aspru - Chinese Arithmetic (Official Audio)

prod: Eric B

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Why these crackas so broke?
Cuz this shit is fucking sick.
Question harder to solve than Chinese arithmetic.
Imma hit a lick with some hollow tips,
Wick is candle lit when I handle shit,
Just know I depict portraits of torture,
So before I dip, gotta leave 'em with allat chinese drip,
Spiral into pits of mental anguish forever
For a ruse who ain't clever,
By just pulling a lever I can easily wet 'em.
Several bodies severed, it's severe in this network,
My connection is better, get unplugged from this server.
In my roots we squaring up if something's overdue,
And if these squares root for each other I'll divide 'em in two.
Fuck it I'll even son 'em and eat the vitamin too,
But what protein can you get from a Klonopin tube?

[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah
Klonopin tube
Wha? Wha?
K-lonopin tube
Klonopin tube

[Verse 2]
Wha? Wha? Wha?
Shoutout Rakim and Eric B for producing one of the beats,
All the MCs in the line be unabled in tryna appease.
Making a bank then I'm bangin a thing, bada bing!
I possess anything I don't blink,
I just bring my instinct and I kill with the ink.
That's THE FORCE so unbreakable,
Ain't no torso unshakable,
I'm the goat so I ate at y'all,
Long Live the legend I bring.
Don't even know what to make at all,
Out this world it's incredible how people get to capital,
Rather I storm dat bitch.

Rapping on this beat is like JPEGMAFIA
Samplin' half of ya discography and doubling his money
With that fucking shit like Jean-M Basquiat.
I draw my pellet gun for fun and brush off mafias.
Yeah this shit crazy, all you bitches puny to me,
I'm still paging, folding money tenfold,
Paper Blazin, I got smoke for ages and I smoked yo' agents.
Got no hate for Asians, unless their agencies support killing babies,
Agendas oversee the overseas ain't A-list,
Instead they aiding propaganda ailing the communities
With loony fees and two degree murders
Hate the pedigree of those who differ racially, burn 'em
Cuz their expertise is better, see, the tragedy's certain
Do they'd rather squeeze the soul of these who disagree, murk 'em.