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Yeah, yeah
Counting digits while I'm flipping the script
I'm on that polyphonic wave, watch the fingertips slip
Complex patterns, yeah, I'm breaking the law
A masterpiece painted without a single flaw (wait, hold up)
Strings snapping like a bone in the night
808s heavy, yeah, they're hitting just right
I'm the original, you're just a copy and paste
No family?
I pay expensive rent
Original sin, but the flow is so heavenly
Math in my head, I'm a technical remedy (staccato! Switch!)
Ripping the strings till they bleed out in neon
I'm the blueprint that you're tryna be on
Yeah, it's the past, it's the trap, it's the soul
Lost in the rhythm, I'm losing control
Slide through the scale like I'm moving on ice
Pay the toll, yeah, you gotta pay the price
Dance and rap, I'm a ghost in the machine
The cleanest aesthetic that you've ever seen
One-two, three-four, counting the bars
Angel vocal reaching all the way to the stars
Original sin, but the flow is so heavenly
Math in my head, I'm a technical remedy (staccato! Switch!)
Ripping the strings till they bleed out in neon
I'm the blueprint that you're tryna be on
Yeah, it's the past, it's the trap, it's the soul
Lost in the rhythm, I'm losing control
Original sin, but the flow is so heavenly
Math in my head, I'm a technical remedy (staccato! Switch!)
Ripping the strings till they bleed out in neon
I'm the blueprint that you're tryna be on
Yeah, it's the past, it's the trap, it's the soul
Lost in the rhythm, I'm losing control
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, calculate the pure math