Kerser - Deadset 8 lyrics

I’ve been roaming around, always looking down at all I see Painted faces fill the places I can’t reach You know that I could use somebody You know that I could use somebody Someone like you and all you know And how you speak Countless lovers under cover Of the street You know that I could use somebody You know that I could use somebody F**k, you got a camera again? Deadset, yo F**k’s happenin’? Yeah, it’s been a minute Drinkin’ bleach, what you mean you’re meant to clean with it? I’m k**in’ c*nts like the pingers of Defcon I turn into a coma if my s**t ever slept on Got my Sportsbet lookin’ like a bank account What I’m on, s**t, I ain’t ’bout to say it loud Dank beats, same streets got the playlist Delete it all, name it Kers if you play this This the part where I start gettin’ selfish Eighth deadset man, I do it ’cause I sell ticks Melbourne first and I think I gotta drive ‘Cause the s**t that I’m takin’ is too .. to fly with VRC, yeah, the Kers is back In the CBD with the purple dacked They love the Kers ’cause I’m never known to tone down Hit that stage and it’s feelin’ like a hometown Oh now, in Melbs, off my head bruz She head bang, let’s see what her head does Next up, it’s a party I wipe my arse with the hip-hop for the ARIAs, huh Syndey, yeah, my home is next Still get good reception if my phone was dead, yeah This the vibe that we live, we in Sydney I rep .. everyone .. Got a b***h here, lookin’ like she Britney You know three, you should leave him here with hickeys Come along, I’ma be at the metro Won’t be the first time I k**ed a metro Thanks Syd, gotta jet to the next day F**k a wave man, I set the whole template Adelaide, what the f**k is up? You know I’m ’bout to say that I love your bud, ayy F**k me, I’ma be in a paywag If I’m getting caught with what’s in my saddybag ADL, that’s the city of churches Change that s**t to your city is Kerser’s Jump around b***h, I wanna see you got tits Forgot to say, get your tickets now from Oztix Ayy, Perth, yeah, the man is back With a venue change, you demanded that So I’m in Perth city, yeah, the c*nts are back On stage, got ’em feelin’ like Hunter’s back (Rest in peace) Shout out to the SBX P-city, Kers one, yeah, I get respect West side of Oz in a pink hummer Said a name but we just call her d**k s**er Got a b***h here lookin’ like Jennifer Lopez, and know too I’m gettin’ head off her It’s Deadset, yeah, a different kind This is Deadset eight, can you picture nine? Got some bills that I bring to Tas The only place that I’ve seen six fingers at, ha That’s a joke, don’t be stupid lad I love Tas c*nt, I got a crew in Tas Lock it in, eighteenth of May Got the whole crowd screamin’ ABK Still the same crew wylin’ out Still rep ABK, how you like me now? Still twenty-two-five to the day I die Still Kers, same c*nt, every day I’m high Still blow weed, still drop my bars Still make Bitcoin, still top the charts I’m the line at the end, I’m the bolts and nuts Now I’m headin’ off to Bris ’cause it’s off its guts What can I say? Man, I’m lovin’ Bris Came on her face, guess I dumped my kids Eaton Hill, s**t, I said that right I said that all wrong back in number five Bris city, sick city, yeah, the s**t litty Can’t wait to be back, poppin’ six biccies After Bris man, I’m up to Cairns Ask anyone I meet but I love my fans Backstage, red eyes with a blunt lit Any state, any town, man I run s**t But this place like paradise And my fans like a cold, they can sacrifice Effortless tremendous chains hang from Benzas Maintain my meds and they sway my message Get tickets, Lifestyle is the next step If you mix that with a bit of No Rest You knew what it was when I blew up, true c*nt Made a lot of money ’cause my tunes are too tough Breakin’ all the records and I moved up, crews past Through me in the middle like I tuned up two s*uts Really ain’t a fresher MC than the Kerser Put you in the ER, follow by murder Wait a minute, gotta flip the s**t Work it out for yourself, man I’m sick with this From Mel to Tas and Perth and back And Adelaide, I’m a Sydney lad, fact Real rap, sliced up in the flavour Year later, had my weed in a paper Smooth flow, don’t be trippin’, think I’m lazy Untouchable, they try to recreate me Lifestyle guarantee is the best yet I’ma see you at the shows, Deadset