PHILANTHROPIST BRUCE WAYNE

Cross breed criss cross the cross fader, dark weed dark heart the Darth Vadar no seeds in the trees that we l.u.n.g 225degress kill wack emcees sober or on whiskey dead bent or tipsy focused or a.d.d calm ass fuck or o.c.d Batman on some gwano that make u bite your fuckin’ nails on some futuristic shit like how u use the three sea shells hell how in the fuck i was suppose 2 know she wanted 2 give meeh blow i want the blunt underneath my nose toking the poke smot 4 dumb fucks that smoke pot 4 mister big shots what up cuz yo what up awk Batman plan still reighs number one as Zartan stands in the rays of the sun we shall overcome just like orgies in pornos this hip hop is clogged here come the Rap Drano don’t dare swallow directions u must follow induce a small dose leaves your insides hollow manipulating gravity the nigga stands on walls & throw Hadukens from his chest the size of bowling balls stab both thumbs into ya temple on tempo & punch ya fuckin’ chest then grab your heart till it pumps on beat 2 instrumentals it’s so simple oh yes it’s so easy u make more money if u dress more sleazy-Bruce Wayne