[Verse 1: Jarv]

I grab the mic like, “It is I, son!”

Cleverly rhyme, sever the ties when the time comes

And when tides roll and swell, I’ll be caught up in the current

Currently I’m sure to be working instead of worthless

Production is produced, seduction is induced-

Under the fluctuating moods of the cuts and drum grooves

Just like the grooves in a record, I’m smooth with my gesture

Simplify the syllable and vilify my mind’s efforts

What is time? Does time exist? No?

Will it stop if I put a hole in that clock with my fist?

The fabric rips, the fabric tears

Flattened by the kick, cut in half by the snare

It’s the bass track that blows my face back

I’m in the speaker moving at light speed

You might need to replace that burnt fuse

Words move to the music in a free sense

We spend time creating rhymes with these pens, what

Yo, skull crush with a subtle touch

I bust ’til dusk, I guarantee I’ll tear MCs until I’m dust

But never dusted, I naturally function

On a higher level, fuck that devilish and dumb shit

Up into orbit I’ma send it

Surrender to the sentence, exit through the entrance

Entranced fans demand pen tricks

Tear whatever the pen hits

Test the kid, expect to get slammed, hammered and dented

Sent it, like a full send, yadadamean?

Just gimme the microphone, I’ll shred an MC with ease

I’m the cool breeze rolling down your neck, giving you goosebumps

The new and improved dude raising the roof up

I like writing and I like making beats

Combine the two and then my cypher is complete

You want it free? naw, nothing’s free, fuck the luxury

I’m doing whatever it takes to clip

And cut these fucking puppet strings

Don’t get mad at him, cat is anti-establishment

Haphazard inhabitants lack half of the acumen

Fracturing all you thought, even shit you thought you knew

Asking, “Who the fuck is Jarv?” I’m asking who the fuck is you?

[Chorus]

I just wanna make beats all day, I just wanna make beats all day

I just wanna write rhymes all day, I just wanna write rhymes all day

I just wanna make beats all day, I just wanna make beats all day

I just wanna write rhymes all day, I just wanna write like right now

[Verse 2: Jarv]

So check it out

If you really wanna sweat it, come and get it, kid

I’ll deaden your rep and jettison whatever resembles it

I’ll piss upon your silly-hoe style, so wild when I’m riled up

Put it on the file, I trust that you’ll never come back

Might get slapped with a vinyl

Sever the wack like Iron Mike snapped spinal

I’m through listening to what you’re telling me

I’m dwelling deep under the surface

And burning with hellish melodies

The furnace’ll roar, furnish a war with the weaponry

I’ve heard it before, laborator-style recipes are what I kick

Spit scripts until you split, when the thunder hits

Please heed warning, get up and dip, ya gotta go

I love flipping a sample with some upright

Uphold the utmost control of the mic

The blunts light themselves when my song comes on

I’m dumb tight when I write and I go on and on

Non-stop I throw statements, rolling in my spaceship

Getting top from your mom, GoPro taping

You know that I’m making average joe lame kids

So petrified, teeth-chattering, bone-shaking

Loe and behold my flows control souls

And ravages hoes’ holes, whole battling broke clones

I’m grabbing a choke-hold and tagging a foe’s toes

Imagine an old soul unraveling whole shows

[Chorus: Jarv]

I just wanna make beats all day, I just wanna make beats all day

I just wanna write rhymes all day, I just wanna write rhymes all day

I just wanna make beats all day, I just wanna make beats all day

I just wanna write rhymes all day, I just wanna write like right now, so check it out

[Outro: Jarv]

It’s The Amalgam, son, it’s The Amalgam, kid

It’s The Amalgam of sound that I found within

It’s the Amalgam, son, it’s The Amalgam, kid

The Amalgam of styles that I proudly flip

It’s The Amalgam, son, it’s The Amalgam, kid

It’s The Amalgam of sound that I found within

It’s The Amalgam, son, it’s The Amalgam

And it’s bound to be astoundingly sick