Style

[Intro: Jarv]
Ugh
Uh, what's up guys?
Yeah, we're at about the halfway point here
And I just wanna take a quick sec to
Tell you a little about myself
You know, tell you what I'm into
Alright, here we go

[Verse 1: Jarv]
Uh hi, my name is Nate
And fuck a long walk on the beach
I’d rather be hanging out
In this basement making some beats
Non-stopping, my mom’s gotta find it obnoxious
This constant knocking of these audible collages
Plus the hawk-spit of rhythms hella proper
I design prime-time lines, the rhyme author is too nice
Unless I’m faded off the brеw, speaking of which-
That’s another thing I really likе to do
Getting driggity-drunk with my cliggity-clique
When I’m chilling at The Station I get busy ya bitch
Find me in your vicinity, I’ll be swigging a fifth
But since I’m sober at the moment
I’ma spit it like this, uh

[Verse 2: Jarv]
I don’t be drinking when I gotta rap
Because I just don’t wanna be sounding like that
I can take it up and away, kicking it quicker than y’all
And if y’all got a problem with that
You can take it up with someone giving a what, kid
When I get upon the mic, I begin bugging
And freaking out, leaving the beat in a pile
Ain’t a single MC who be seeing my style, uh

[Verse 3: Jarv]
Pardon me, I ain’t tryina spaz, I’m not a fast rapper
I’m an MC who can rap fast when I see fit
I’ll make your people come to Jesus
When I freak a slow flow and leave a beat in pieces
So peep this, what, my fleek steelo’s-
Nineteen hundred and ninety-three degrees below
I’m ice-cold and someday I’ll be on
Until then I’ll switch the beat
And keep it moving along

Because, “That’s basically my style”

[Outro: Jarv]
And y’all don’t even know what it means to be
What it means to be an MC