I strive and keep the competition off balance
Da fruits of my talent is this it's simple
I drop science on the instrumental
I take seven ill drums put 'em in a line
And add seven more snares to make it combine
It'll take seven more horns before I start to rhyme
Now that twenty-one beats made up at the same time
Loving bntl like a fat kid loves cake.
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