SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
SCVTTERBRVIN
Welcome to my freestyle
This is where I exist in
This where I'm living
This is how I'm feeling
This is not a rap song
I'm Brian Scatter, business man freelance deity
On Wall St. a corporation of thievery believed in me
My history, victory's where the target lands
The smartest scams to harvest grams on Martian sands
Or a volcano in the center of the metropolis
I force fed surrealism to my psychologist
Eruption destined no question
Half stepping and get strangled with your own achilles tendon
Not to mention manifеsting
I'm a cartoon in a custom dust colored custom tuxedo
Gambling my last thousand at the casino
8mm supеr grimey fuck people my steelo
On lines hard to find like Bozo Texino
Spinning vinyl the ultimate hipster rival
Sipping tall can's holding an awkward translated cryptic bible
Travel haphazardly with my rap cavalry somewhere past Calgary
Kill a Mickey's, kill Mickey go and ask Mallory
Relations like ships and I'm sinking all of them
These fake leaders is following
And I'm sick of all the bullshit and gossiping
When I'm walking in it's like