Mathematics, Raekwon, Cappadonna, GZA - Face The Problemzz lyrics

Face the problems that everyone's found
We must replace what we took
Out of the ground
Face the problems that everyone's found
We must replace what we took
Out of the ground

The echo from machine gun rounds simmers
And a fallen soldier, his weapon
Hangs on his shoulder, lights get dimmer
Key swingin' back and forth in the ignition
The stench was only part
Of the horrible condition
As he wait's for the smoke to clear
All he heard was the blast from in the
Bombs that kept ringin' in his ear
Along with gun-bearin' troops with
Fatigues and wearin' boots from miles away
Whether night or day they hear 'em shoot
It's a very unforgivin'
And hostile environment
The military hardware, the only requirement
A world with a decease is just
A thing of the past
Every advance is more costly than the last
The president's madness is
Responsible for losses
Political forces, land littered with corpses
Like the youth from the streets
That gambled and get scarred
Even the troops in the field bet
It all for one cause

Face the problems that everyone's found
We must replace what we took
Out of the ground

We grew up y'all, die hard dummies
Pourin' coke and guns
Violence was near so hallways were plungy
Dirty jean, hoodie on boys
Stealin' stereos to get on
I did my first crime when I was born
Young king realize
Life'll put you in a short spot, gun cocked
We was already signed
Day to day slingin', til once
We formed an ill line
Dynamic duos, all we did was threw O's
Police chased us in buildings
Different places
This is real then, do me a favor
Keep it from children
We was bad guys, stressin' for money
Regulate and start a strong clique
I was that nigga, don't forget
Time to time thinkin' 'bout time
Little time left
Time piece is on, new Nikes, switchin' nines
In the buildin', pourin' out rhymes
Don't let the cycle happen again
You might get trapped if you rewind

Staten Africa
Move through the rat holes with the hunger
All the Jakes, look Archie Bunker
Scheme on your cracks, plot, and jump yah
I can't wait to get out
Released from the barracks
So I can chop more, hunt gems
My army got lion's dens
See through your technology
Advanced behavior
Renewal of the street mind, I speak mine
Little kids run through your hall
Addicted to spray paint
Thugs clash with the unjust
It's untrust in these hallways
But love always
All of my dudes from back in the days
We 'place hard times with better ways
On some grown man shit
Gettin' that child support paid
Never call out mothafuck what you heard
It's the gods in here
Never slack on that music, it's very sincere