Ill be f**in In the studio with Nebs and yep we pop anything
Xanax and endone and some cough medicine
Nah, you're not getting them hyped, from offsettin' my mic
I'm what excellence defines to be better described. Kerser, I'm your boyfriend's favorite
But then they get the sh**s cos their girlfriends play it
People love me yeah, only hated by a whack bunch
Probably cause my crew jacked their sh** and left em smacked up. Don't hate the player, they say hate the game;
Youre why I hate aussie rap so you can take the blame
I see coppers and I laugh cause you're not my equal
I'm sellin CDs and yeah this sh**'s legal. This is easy, gang sh**, gutter rap
Spoken from a street view so you can't f** with that
I want something back I'm charging with interest
Dont say what to me, it's beg your pardon you b**hes. [Chorus x2]
f** all you b**hes, f**, f** all you b**hes
Kerser's at the club man I'm the sickest c*nt. The attitude on me, you think it's f**ed, aye?
I don't give a f**, f** face
I'm in the southwest, trooper soldiers by my side
You're with your girl she sees the crew and she's like "bye bye guy!" How the f** you know and where the f** you been now?
How you know her? They're laughin' like "see lad?"
It's a hell of a life, I might just yell on the mic
I'm the relevant guy you're the irrelevant type. Do you get me now?
I f** around until the world, til the west is up
You're a festy c*nt, you're not as fresh as us
Ill slap your little sister down til she gets me d**. I'm on the bestest buzz, a straight reckless c*nt
I'll leave your party laughing with your f**in neckless tucked
You got a sec ya s*ut? well hit the deck you mutt
You need to check what's up, I got a nest of buds, what? [Chorus x2]
Kerser is the sickest, Kerser is the sickest
f** all you b**hes, f**, f** all you b**hes
Kerser's at the club man I'm the sickest c*nt. You make me laugh there saying your producer is fresh
Are you a dumb c*nt lad, my producer is Nebs
Enough said we'll bump heads with all of ya's
We can brawl with words, I've got some terms that'll corner ya's. What they gonna do when I get to the spit
Now I got em in position make em tap out by submission
You see me brother with your CD cover
Have to leave it on the curb for you to ever be gutter. Motherf**er got a buzz on the street
They hold "Got Beef?" events, c*nts come to see me
I can brag what I do, yeah sad cause it's true
Think I give a f** about a lad with a crew? I do it properly from straight talk to comedy
Honestly, gotta be, watchin me, topple these
Whack rappers and backpackers laid out
I'm coming from the street so we never had the same route. [Chorus x2]
Kerser is the sickest, Kerser is the sickest
f** all you b**hes, f**, f** all you b**hes
Kerser's at the club man I'm the sickest c*nt.