What’s The Science

[Intro: Mach-Hommy]

(Haitian Creole)



[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]

I’m looking up at the North Star

On the south side of Haiti, this n***a from the house tribe play me

My fingers are sprained from cutting cane already but I’m plottin’ to dip, my partners grip machetes

Cool

I met this wild n***a from Jamaica last week who said, they got the [?], 2 cent why you smiling at Reneé with bad teeth?

Jèn fous swa be looking mad gay in that suite

N***a Mach boule it’s our day

Later on that night, we met Dutty in the forest

Bookman to be exact was black as tar is

"Nèg Mawon" that’s what the white man called him

Orange was the color of his eyes when I saw them

Plottin’ with the same kings and queens you n***as don’t like [?]

(Haitian Creole) huh?

13 years later we the first independent black players

Send em back where-

Ever the fuck they came from

Whatever the fuck, remain one

One

(One)



[Bridge: Mach-Hommy]

Yes...

From 1791 to 1804

We fought, we fought, blood and bond

We fought Napoleon, his navy, blood and bond

Even though we had already been slaves for quite some time by then

We just had enough

We had enough

You know what I mean?

When Napoleon, finally [?] his forces on us, Gilded Niggers

We became the first independent black nation in the west you hear me?

You know what that mean n***a?

You heard me?

Second to the United States n***a you heard me?

Ight



[Hook: ???]x2

What’s the science today?

I’m knowing where I’m come from

I ain’t in clay

What’s the science today?

Am I flying away? Nah

I’m going where I come from

Firing gray

What’s the science today?



[Verse 2: Mach-Hommy]

My past life saw me leaving [?]

Huntin’ season bustin’ hammers for my reason why you leaking? Eh eh

Financial freedom is the step toward achieving

Believin’-

A dollar a day, puffing and breathing nothing’s even mama would say

You want a gold medal but damn ma I understand now

You get on my level and stand without your hand out

You get all the cheddar you can and look your man’s out

You let off berettas and scram to get the grams out

Whatever you can man, ka-blam ouch

N***as act like I owe em my life n***a I rap like I’m rolling my dice

I ain’t rap too tight

Loose with rugers man that’s true life

Who’s from Hooter, damn that’s new sight

Don’t you question where I come from

Packin’ smith & wesson where I come from

Crackers get the message where I come from

(N***a where you come from?)

From from from

(Let em know)



[Hook: ???]x2

What’s the science today?

I’m knowing where I’m come from

I ain’t in clay

What’s the science today?

Am I flying away? Nah

I’m going where I come from

Firing gray

What’s the science today?



[Outro: Mach-Hommy]

Ha...

(Haitian Creole)