| 歌曲 | Microphone Mathematics |
| 歌手 | Quasimoto |
| 专辑 | Microphone Mathematics |
| 作曲 : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| (understandin' microphone mathematics) x5 | |
| Lord Quas: | |
| It's Lord Quas droppin' shit like some horses | |
| Imitating mindstate have you split like divorces of courses | |
| The new breed fuckin' up the mainstream | |
| Plus we gonna gain cream | |
| Keep doin the same thing | |
| elevatin' styles beyond explication | |
| turned up the notch increase the amplification | |
| madlib gotcha bumpin' in your upper story while I drop the microphone mathematics | |
| simple tactics | |
| so I can bag chips | |
| make you backflips | |
| like when I used to smack chicks | |
| now I just bag dips | |
| It's like some people ain't got no mental sight | |
| you try keepin' it real (yet you should try keepin' it right) | |
| (it's understandin' microphone mathematics) x4 | |
| Madlib | |
| (quas drop that number thing...) | |
| Lord Quas: | |
| I was born in 1973 | |
| I got five brothers we lived up on 9th street | |
| On the 21nd of December | |
| My pops shot 6 cops, I remember | |
| Never got caught | |
| 10 stitches | |
| got burnt by 7 *bleep* | |
| in the 12th grade thinkin' about million dollar riches | |
| on the 3-4, I broke about a dozen mics | |
| on the 1-2s, I took out a hundred crews | |
| 365 days to a year, subtract it your life | |
| in 2000, that's the end of strife | |
| It's like some people ain't got no mental sight | |
| you try keepin' it real (yet you should try keepin' it right) | |
| (it's understandin' microphone mathematics) x4 | |
| (mathematics...) x2 |
| zuò qǔ : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| understandin' microphone mathematics x5 | |
| Lord Quas: | |
| It' s Lord Quas droppin' shit like some horses | |
| Imitating mindstate have you split like divorces of courses | |
| The new breed fuckin' up the mainstream | |
| Plus we gonna gain cream | |
| Keep doin the same thing | |
| elevatin' styles beyond explication | |
| turned up the notch increase the amplification | |
| madlib gotcha bumpin' in your upper story while I drop the microphone mathematics | |
| simple tactics | |
| so I can bag chips | |
| make you backflips | |
| like when I used to smack chicks | |
| now I just bag dips | |
| It' s like some people ain' t got no mental sight | |
| you try keepin' it real yet you should try keepin' it right | |
| it' s understandin' microphone mathematics x4 | |
| Madlib | |
| quas drop that number thing... | |
| Lord Quas: | |
| I was born in 1973 | |
| I got five brothers we lived up on 9th street | |
| On the 21nd of December | |
| My pops shot 6 cops, I remember | |
| Never got caught | |
| 10 stitches | |
| got burnt by 7 bleep | |
| in the 12th grade thinkin' about million dollar riches | |
| on the 34, I broke about a dozen mics | |
| on the 12s, I took out a hundred crews | |
| 365 days to a year, subtract it your life | |
| in 2000, that' s the end of strife | |
| It' s like some people ain' t got no mental sight | |
| you try keepin' it real yet you should try keepin' it right | |
| it' s understandin' microphone mathematics x4 | |
| mathematics... x2 |