confident swagger, getbent stashin em daggers...
discardedem in battles bladder..
or anyone lookin fatter..
im in to cookin the batter..
up in the mix, get upped with em tips..
tips from the clips, off shit, then out in the mist..
gripin on to the matrix, fuck reality patrionism..
i get into temples like exorcism...
break it down from the inside propositions..
get more brains then the coroner..
or university forensic professors..
i mean gettin brains on phat shirts..
from fat headed jerks..
with no work but still needed work..
working cause of cause??