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Cambridge Algebra System (CAMAL) is a computer algebra system written in Cambridge University by David Barton, Steve Bourne, and John Fitch. It was initially used for computations in celestial mechanics and general relativity. The foundation code was written in Titan computer assembler,. In 1973, when Titan was replaced with an IBM370/85, it was rewritten in ALGOL 68C and then BCPL where it could run on IBM mainframes and assorted microcomputers. more »

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Almighty protection I walk with grace in the flesh
Demons taunt me relentless, I'm covered, shield by the best
The devil works efficient, but really lacking success My God
I embody a nigga built for the test I'm really built for the pressure really built for the stress
I'm really fit for a war if niggas like playing chess
You're reaching and I'm teaching, let's get back to that
You cross the line once, it ain't no coming back
Snakes in the grass and they coil, they talk the loyal shit
I'm anointed with oil, they want me dropped in the soil
They wanna see people grieving, they want my momma to mourn it
Locked in a box with some noodles and uniform it
And they wanna see bullets hit me, they wanna see beamers flipping
They want me down on my dick and they want my accounts to empty
Well, bitch nigga, I shine differently, grind differently
That's forever until it's time, and then God sent for me
It's my epiphany, used to play The Gallery for fitteds and cake from Tiffany's
Now I see what was meant for me
Dawg, I keep my shit with me
You can cross the line, niggas play, then I get tendencies
Make niggas remember me, I'm scoring shit at will
Protecting what I build, crank the door, then let God in
It's something you can feel
Too much to film just to fit this shit to a real like
Nigga, this shit is real life
Fresh off the flight, I negotiated a statement
Money I made, could've took a 10-month hiatus
Just mail me the differential, then pour me the golden aces
Rock, paper, scissors, your pick, Tulum or Jamaica
I push the pen to the paper, black BM connected
New steering wheel in recessions, but who's affected in question? You.
Don't compare me to niggas
Spare me the bitches and spare me the mentions
Get off my dick, it's money, go get it
Advisors they like Adonis, they drew us financial pictures
Yan, we set for life if we keep pushing this engine
God picked and sent me on missions
I went the distance, came out unscathed from car collisions
Still knew I was born to get it
Lead a life so committed, live out my vision
Love all my people, my true intention Locked, focused, standing on business, still
Six figures and counting, Yan right beside me
She making money like me, VVS's
She like a diamond, this point in my life is timing
Thought I set the plan, truthfully speaking
It's got a line and it's maturation, it's grinding
I never wished to be y'all, only myself
I only wish niggas good, if nothing else
Rap niggas, y'all struggle to eat it
Y'all need the help, I did this shit by myself
Yeah

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