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[Intro: instrumental]

[talking drum and shekere set the groove]

[kick and bass enter]

[one offbeat guitar skank answers]

[Verse 1]

They drew the map

in thirty foouur,

shaded her block

in red and shut the dooor,

called it risk,

called it prudence,

called it arithmetiiic,

same brick,

same mortar,

same forty years of reeent,

one address is an heirloom,

the other's an accideeent.

[Pre Chorus]

Tell me who wrote it,

tell me who reads it,

tell me who paaays

when the numbers don't agreee.

[Chorus]

Two sets of boooks,

one house of laaaw,

one page for the ledger,

one page for the saaaw,

they don't need a hood

when they got a courthouse dooor,

oh oh ohhh,

that's what the division's foooor.

[Verse 2]

Powder in the penthouse

get a program and a pleeea,

rock on the corner

get a decade and a keeey,

same molecule,

same chemist,

same anchor on the neeews,

all depends on who is holding

and which block they choooose.

[Pre Chorus]

Tell me who wrote it,

tell me who reads it,

tell me who bleeeds

when the numbers don't agreee.

[Chorus]

Two sets of boooks,

one house of laaaw,

one page for the ledger,

one page for the saaaw,

they don't need a hood

when they got a courthouse dooor,

oh oh ohhh,

that's what the division's foooor.

[Chant Break: same groove, talking drum leading, guitar skank on the offbeat]

count it,

count it,

two sets of books,

count it,

count it,

take another look,

who get the warning,

who get the cuff,

who get the mercy,

who get enough.

[instrumental, sixteen bars, talking drum and shekere carrying it]

[Bridge: groove continues, no stops]

When they gather it's heritage,

when we gather it's a threeeat,

when they break glass it's frustration,

when we kneel it's disrespeeect,

they tell the man in the hollow

that the enemy wear my faaace,

then ship both our sons out yonder

and they call the coffins graaace,

poor was the only colour

they were ever gonna erase.

[Final Chorus]

Two sets of boooks,

one house of laaaw,

one page for the ledger,

one page for the saaaw,

they don't need a hood

when they got a courthouse dooor,

oh oh ohhh,

that's what the division's foooor.

[Outro]

read the ledger,

not the flaaag,

count the exemptions,

not the sins,

oh oh ohhh,

every wall they ever built

had a landlord living in,

oh oh ohhh,

two sets of boooks.

[talking drum and shekere carry out]

[one guitar skank to close]