man I love this album. I've listened to it so many times in the last 2 years

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Lost a homie in these streets and I felt like this had to be said. Slow down. In the hustle and bustle of modern life, we are stubborn and forget the lessons we learn. Be safe. Have faith. Make a change for your safety and the ones around you. Slow Down produced by Lowtyde dropping on all streaming services November 11th stay posted!

Slow Down Prod. by Lowtyde

Bestiary

Whales

Dollywood

The Impossible Kid

Shrunk

Dorks

Jarvage Vol. 1

Rap-Phenomenon

Rows

Bounce

LYRICS:

Sittin' in the Boiler Room amongst cobwebs and heat 
Do the varmints in the wall like the beat? 
Scurry left to right- I can hear them while they walk 
Nibble and bite at the wires- they admire how I talk 
My sight split 
The pipes drip onto the concrete 
Following the mellow streams, hollow as a zombie 
Shallow castaway, feel the flow of the blood 
Dirt coagulates, sink my toes into the mud 
It's fun when you between the time zones 
With rhythm and rhyme tones 
Similar Brothers Grimm and divine poems 
When I go to the outside world 
I feel my eyes go to fully refined side notes 
I devise my own arrival 
With the stealth of a Thief, I feel the feet beat above me 
The crickets dig the melody, they're tellin' me it's lovely 
And something inside sparks like steel and flint 
I feel it when I really begin dealing with life between real and pretend 
Extend a hand from out my cage- the barbed wire is cold 
It tears the pruney skin, the ruby red liquid exposed 
It flows to the beat of life that Thief and me provide 
I need a plate of food for soul and I'll remain insane inside 
And I can tell you now as data travels intercontinental through foil tubes 
We do this for a divine and royal few 
Who dig the swell messages dwelling within the interstellar stew
Independently produced within this Boiler Room 
It's the Boiler Room 

As the pen strokes move freely- 
Yet in sync with the rhythm provided by ThiefofBaghdad 
The eyes roll back in the head and the soul controls the movement 
So put down the phones, open your eyes, ears and minds 
Listen 
I mean, really listen 
This is the Boiler Room 

Walk lost 
Pace around an open concept 
The air is damp, the lung is strong 
My song- it isn't sung yet 
I promise, when it is, you will know 
All of you will 
Recognize the real inside the Boiler Room atop the hill 
And when the sun rains on the mass of land 
And the master grabs the man 
I plan to live forever, beneath the grass and sand 
And when the day comes for the next big thing to finally find control 
They'll dig beneath the Boiler Room- 
My story will be told

The Boiler Room

LYRICS:

Ya' goddamn slack-jaw 
Pick ya' ass up off the asphalt 
How many times I gotta pass y'all? 
Hats off to who? You know it's me- 
The bro wit the poetry, Leave a chode MC- 
Lying on the floor, he crying, "woe is me" 

I'm throwin' these- 
Totally proficient with flow and ease 
Go and see- noticed you thinkin'- 
You got the potency to roll with me 
Homie, you know you will get broke and beat 
I'm dope indeed 
I grab the microphone, you grab your rosary beads 
Who came to see me speak? 
The soul in the boiler room, mold to the beat 
Had the flow since a fetus- I'm dope, please believe it 
Zoomed out the womb, boom box and adidas tryina break 
My mama called me Nate 
I walked out of the hospital and bought a can of paint 
Ever since that day, nothing has been the same 
Became the maniac upon the mic that you cannot contain 

Mentally, I'm better than everyone 
Never met anyone tellin' me different 
I mean it, I beat it up, eat it up, we get up- 
Even the beat isn't ready for me 
When I begin to speak in the mic 
And I'm freakin' it right away 
Never be havin' to breath 
I'm competin' to be the one 
biddin' a bitter goodbye 
to an idiot thinkin' he king 
It ain't really a thing when I'm bringin' it out- 
But the people, they love it- that; I'm all about 
And if I could defeat every bit of the weak in a weekend, 
I'd do it and then I'd be out 
With a negative agony down in my belly 
I'd be disemboweling all of my enemies 
Draggin' 'em back to the pad in a bag 
I'm attackin the whack and I'm leavin' 'em empty 

Tempt me 
I'm a nice guy, but who knows, I might snap 
When I kick flows, these thick hoes get sewn to my sack 
I write that with an intention to bend it and lean it 
If I say it enough, it'll become true, do you know what I mean? 
It's like I walk through valley and I'm askin' for sex 
I finally got to Leb and then I'm askin', "what's next?" 
I bust heads, but in a nice way- I might stay and rest 
Or maybe I'll head back to Windsor, so I can play with my friends 
Sup Teece, sup Ethan 
Hey Nate, wassup Drew 
Hey nick, what's up nick 
Futawn; fuck you 
I'm just playin baby ♥︎ I cannot be taken serious 
But if you want a lyricist, look no further here he is 
Steerin' his vehicle into the ditch- pitiful 
Miserable little idiot fillin' the rhythm full- 
Of everything he got, will he give it up? No sir 
Everybody wanna see him swimmin' with a toaster 
Overhead, I fly like a missile 
Soar like an eagle, I'm so official 
This'll maybe hurt a bit, might even tickle 
Either way it doesn't have to be made into a big issue 

If you wanna get down to the beat 
I'm the clown for the job 
You have found what you need 
I compound with the sound 
I confound and defeat 
From the nose to the toes 
From the ground to the beak x2 

If ya' just got paid 
Or ya' just got laid 
And you're havin' a good day, say hooooo 
"Hoooo" 

All the people in the place 
Who are feelin' out of place 
Who don't really wanna play say noooo 
"Noooo"

Slack-Jaw

LYRICS:

I'm going hungry 
Grab the microphone and spit the bungee- 
Chord flow, contort and control the country 
Not a lot of proceeding with portions that they brung me 
So I'm treatin weak MCs as a substitute for lunch meat 
The problem is- the time that I'm squandering 
Pondering rhymes, fondeling dimes 
Not trying to get a job again 
I wanna stop until l I start feeling properly confident 
Stomping sense into martyrs, using their blood as a condiment 
I wander in a state of oblivion 
Livid, livin' in a schism landscape 
You better not get in this man's face 
Trainin' his way to becomin' incredible 
When will it happen? I can't say 
Pay him for his damn tape, put fame on this man's plate 
No matter the case- nobody could make 
Nathan overlook his morals or forfeit or break 
Buckle or bend 
Fuck it, I've been bucklin' down 
Hearin' em chucklin' until I give 'em somethin' to suck again 
What now 

Bust it 
Seasoning the track, leaving 'em dusted 
Add a little spice, it's nice and the ladies love it 
All these cheesy rap cats'll get scrapped, trashed in the rubbish 
It's the easy mac daddy, fattening y'all up on a budget 
Crushed in - the mortar bowl, the kid is sorta bold 
When it comes to makin' a mess with the pestle, death'll unfold 
Get to steppin' bro, I ain't no steppin' stone 
Lethal weapon vocal 
Keepin' these heathens steaming like vegetables 
Healthy 
Come and help yourself to a helping that is heaping 
Muy facil, simply speaking 
Believe me- Tabasco 
So hot that I'll make hell feel like it's freezing 
Till you begin dreaming of me when you're sleeping 
Wake up, punk- time for breakfast 
Next up on the guest list, J A to the R V, set to wreck shit 
The eggs get scrambled, MCs get burnt toast 
The timer goes ding, I'm ready to eat my meal and go 

I'm ready to bust ass, I'm done fasting 
I'm hungry 
I'm ready to bust ass, I'm done fasting 
I'm hungry 
I'm ready to bust ass, I'm done fasting 
I'm hungry 
Eat any punk MC 
Until I feel my meal is complete x2 

- cuts by Crusty Cuts 

Trust me, I'm gonna look really full soon

Hungry

LYRICS:

One month ago a hun done approached 
After one of my shows, said she funked with the flow 
"Why, thanks" 
"No problem, your rhymes are phat 
Nice to meet you, I'm Jasmine- my friends call me Jazz" 
"Wow, that's real cool, yeah- I'm Jarv, it's a pleasure" 
"I know that already" 
"Pshh, c'mon, yeah whatever 
Don't butter me up" 
She said, "I would if I could 
You wanna get a drink" 
"Yeah, we probly should" 

She got a mixed drink, I got a beer 
She whispered in my ear, "Wanna disappear dear? 
Got a house down the street, you can see it from here" 
She downed her drink, took my hand and steered 
With each step down the sidewalk, I felt the glow grow 
Feelin' in the chest, I could never let go 
I felt the skin and I stroked with the thumb 
It's been a long time since I was in love 
Might sound dumb, but it might be true 
Took so long to finally find you 
We arrived at her place, her eyes and her face shined bright 
We're climbin' the staircase to her room 
Then we entered and I sat upon her bed 
She pushed me back, you know what happened next 
No one in the past came close, compared 
To the light of the moon on her hair 
I'm so serious, she got me delirious 
Long brown hair and the scent of spearmint 
I fear for the day when she leaves my side 
Reminded of a Futawn line, I tried to contain myself 
But any attempt would fall through cracks 
When her red silk voice spoke volumes 
I call you Jazz, I call you the one 
Jazz, you so bad, I'm stunned 

You a bad woman 
You a bad woman 
You a bad woman 
I got it bad x2 

Called you last night, it was late, I know 
Felt the ring pulsatin' the pain in the dome 
As I lie in my bed, with my eyes on the ceiling 
If you ain't home, then where the hell'd you go 
It's been a month, I know it ain't that long 
But I can't think straight and I can't write songs 
Give me a call, Jazz- I just wanna talk 
And hear that red silk voice tell me what went wrong 
I know that night mighta been unplanned 
But it felt too right for a one night stand 
Feelin' in the gut, can't stand, can't breath 
Take a step outside and everything I see is- 
You 
From the cloud to the grass 
The one time I wasn't tryina pound it and pass 
I'd been lookin' for love and thought I found it at last 
What I found was a frown and a flask 
I'm a mess, feelin' helpless, swore we connected 
The more that I felt it, the further I fell in 
Clutched by the grasp of Jazz the bad woman 
Now I'm askin' myself what I'm doin 
This ain't like me, but girl- your boy's frail 
I'm callin' your phone just to hear the voicemail 
As the red silk voice turns to black velvet 
My heart breaks and I can't help it 
It's all over, I'm so hopeless 
Thought you completed me, now you're leavin' me broken 
Howl at the moon like a lone wolf, bruisin' my soul took 
You could never undo, true that I'm so shook 
Whatever, I guess it was never destined to be 
And it'll be testin me until I'm restin' in peace 
I promise this call will be the last one 
Jazz, you so bad- I'm done 

You a bad woman 
You a bad woman 
You a bad woman 
I got it bad x2

Bad Woman

LYRICS:

Dead man buried in the basement 
Basement 
Gold-plated spinners on my spaceship 
Spaceship 
Sharper than the scaler that they scrape with 
When you're at the dentist and they steady hatin' 
What? 

Man, whatchu you talkin' about, my dentist is amazin' 
Why you talkin' 'bout the dentist in the first place, man? 
I dunno, I'm just a little frustrated 
Sittin' in the waiting room, gettin' sick of waitin' 
Space the umff out, 'till I'm thinkin' about the placement 
of waiting room chairs and the places that they're placed in 
Pickin' out the toys, if I was younger, I would play with 
But I'm no longer a boy, docile, complacent 
What a nice place, cleanliness, organization 
Excluding the crooked plaques, making me insane, shit 
to the right of them, sittin' a pretty paintin' 
This one is level, it is properly situated 
Posted in my chair, yes- I'm sittin' in my station 
What's takin' 'em so long, man- I'm gettin anxious 
Just as I'm thinkin' all about evacuation 
The nurse walks in and she calls out, "Nathan" 

Dead man buried in the basement 
Basement 
Gold-plated spinners on my spaceship 
Spaceship 
Sharper than the scaler that they scrape with 
When you're at the dentist and they steady hatin' 
What? x2 

Now I'm sitting in my chair with a hat on my hair 
Sunglasses on my face and a dead man's stare 
At the light right in front of the teeth 
Pearly white like a light bright device type-machine 
Now I'm waitin' once again and I'm lookin' outside 
At a basketball court and an overcast sky 
And nobody around save the cars in the lot And the freeway through the trees way out past the park 
Hygienist walked in with a tone I could tell 
Said, "Nathan, it'll be a couple" 
Oh, what the hell 
Now I shift my focus to the window itself 
Tissues, a fan and some books on the shelf 
Absolute Beginner's Guide to the Bible 
And World History are among some of the titles 
120 Banned books, wonder how many I know 
It's only 10 in the morning and yo, I'm bored out of my mind bro
M.C. Escher, that's the one I'd like to read 
At least I know it has some pictures I would like to see 
Pamphlets on the right that might not apply to me 
Bite Soft and Straight Talk About Crooked Teeth 
The dentist comes back, to scrape upon the plaque 
I'm uncomfortable, burdened by the sweat upon my back 
I hate the feeling and sound of them peeling through my mouth 
I got a cavity? I'm glad, good B Y E 
See y'all around 
G'bye 

Dead man buried in the basement 
Basement 
Gold-plated spinners on my spaceship 
Spaceship 
Sharper than the scaler that they scrape with 
When you're at the dentist and they steady hatin' 
What? x2 

I'm steady flossin 
I'm steady flossin 
I'm steady flossin 
Orally awesome x2

Flossin'

Freedom Finger (Music from the Game)

Drums On The Wheel

I'm Jarv. 
I'm an MC / Producer from Windsor, VT.
Sup.

Hungry

Jarv.

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