Its just me, its just me, its kerser (sounds like theres heaps of u c*nts)
[verse 1]
Think you know the kers, you dont know sh** tho
We looking out completely different looking windows
Understand why you hate me dude, if i was you and you was me id probably hate me too
Getting paid, ain't it mad, imma chill with the stash
Spend cash drop an album watch the cash come back
Its that easy plus im hitting the road heaps
Im getting paid even more cause i dont sleep
So take a photo here cheers call it kers proud
Im getting high cause im bout to buy my first house
Rest in peace and hater s** a fat dick
Im just starting by the end ill show you mad rich
South west oh yes from the underground
f** the rap so long i think im coming out
So give me space i got sh** to do
First thing im gonna do is put a hit on you
[Chorus]
See me with a smile high living my life
Tell em i said goodbye tell em die-die
They f**ed up when they got me paid
Ain't my fault i ain't make em drop the name
Aye
X2
[verse 2]
I wanna see these rappers f**en stomp to bits
While little kids even join, throwing rocks and sticks, sh**
You f**en buying what they saying like they so high
But they've been sheltered there whole time they wouldn't know life
Come in the mind of a real c*nt
Compared to them i got a pair of f**en steel nuts
Step up, who's f**ing tonight
Im confident if you had that you might have something in life
But you don't so you stay in front of keyboards
Hit caps when your angry that's heaps raw
We ever catch you f*ggots out on the street
And you don't say what you type then you'll probably be
In the back of a boot tied up with an apple core in your mouth
And where saying that you have to talk
Your mum will im like speak up quick
But you can't cause the core plus your deep in a ditch, b**h
[Chorus]
[verse 3]
Get me back up, back up on the raw sh**
I f** the rap none stop i got a sore dick
But its worth it cause i'm only getting more rich
So bring the music imma rest it on my balls b**h
Rappers talk sh** i like to talk facts
You hit the ground then you treat it like my door mat
f**en rappers these days got no sk**
In a battle there's not one i won't k**
Uh yeah they hating that
When i talk it up but they never say it back
Tell your f**ing whole crew that i'm calling them wak c*nts
If they call me wak ask em why im so cashed up
Uhh they f**en went quiet
They can't explain why so many people buy it
Dumb c*nt f**en use your head if you where good they f**en would've bought you instead, sh**
[Chorus]