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, f#ck that devilish and dumb sh#t
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, f#ck the luxury
I’m doing whatever it takes to clip
And cut these f#cking puppet strings
Don’t get mad at him, cat is anti-establishment
Haphazard inhabitants lack half of the acumen
Fracturing all you thought, even sh#t you thought you knew
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
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
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
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