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letra de kerser is the sickest - kerser

[intro: kerser & charlene dunne]
tired c-nt?
kerser is the sickest, learn about it
kerser is the sickest
f-ck’s doin’?
yeah
oi c-nt!

[verse 1: kerser]
in the studio with nebs and, yep, we pop anything
xanax with endone and some cough medicine
nah, you’re not gettin’ ’em 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-ts ’cause their girlfriends play it
people love me yeah, only hated by a whack bunch
probably ’cause my crew jacked their sh-t and left ’em smacked up
don’t hate the player, they say hate the game;
you’re 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-t’s legal
this is easy, gang sh-t, gutter rap
spoken from a street view so you can’t f-ck with that
i want something back, i’m charging with interest
don’t say “what” to me, it’s “beg your pardon” you b-tches

[hook: charlene dunne & kerser]
kerser is the sickest, kers-kerser is the sickest
kerser is the sickest, kers-kerser is the sickest
f-ck all you b-tches, f-ck-f-ck all you b-tches
kers-kerser’s at the club man, i’m the sickest c-nt
kerser is the sickest, kers-kerser is the sickest
kerser is the sickest, kers-kerser is the sickest
f-ck all you b-tches, f-ck-f-ck all you b-tches
kers-kerser’s at the club man, i’m the sickest c-nt

[verse 2: kerser]
the att-tude on me, you think it’s f-cked, ayy?
i don’t give a f-ck, f-ck 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 guys”
how the f-ck you know and where the f-ck you been now?
how you know her? they’re laughing like “see lad?”
it’s a h-ll of a life, i might just yell on the mic
i’m the relevant guy you’re the irrelevant type
do you get me? nah
i f-ck around until the world, till the west is up
you’re a festy c-nt, you’re not as fresh as us
i’ll slap your little sister down till she gets me drugs
i’m on the bestest buzz, a straight reckless c-nt
i’ll leave your party laughin’ with your f-ckin’ necklace tucked
you got a sec ya sl-t? well hit the deck you mutt
you need to check what’s up, i got a nest of buds, what?

[verse 3: kerser]
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-cker got a buzz on the street
they hold gotbeef events, c-nts come to see me
i can brag what i do, yeah sad ’cause it’s true
think i give a f-ck about a toy lad with a crew?
i do it properly from street talk to comedy
honestly, gotta be, watching me, topple these
whack rappers and backpackers laid out
i’m coming from the street so we never had the same route

- kerser

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