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letra de remain king - kerser

[intro]
oi dave
i just took four pills
someone left ’em here
and i don’t know what they were
my head’s spinning
and the whole room’s moving
i’m just gonna spit my verse
look

[verse 1]
my next interview, i’ma pull down my pants
live on air like “f-ck the world, i’m doing a dance”
and i’m not from adelaide so i don’t say “chance”
i’m a south-west syd kid chopping plants
it’s the way that i am, it’s probably wrong to a few
but my music’s for my fans, it’s not offered to you
i’ma bust out verses perfect and i’m earning
big f-cking stacks, got these other rappers burning
you f-ggots never talk your sh-t to my face
it’s always in the studio or you type on your page
but even that’s coming to a stop, sh-t this is crazy
probably ’cause they know i get ’em k!lled with your lady
“what up baby?” winking her eye
i tell my k!ller “send a photo of her drinking some dye”
yeah, bleach her insides and put the mic up her -rs-
twenty pills popped before i’m even writing my bars b-tch

[hook]
they see me shine, they see me win
it hurts their pride, i laugh inside
and they still whine ’cause i’m the kind to remain king
i run this scene
they see me shine, they see me win
it hurts their pride, i laugh inside
and they still whine ’cause i’m the kind to remain king
i run this scene

[verse 2]
i got my roof rolled back, looking at the sky
you’ve got the who sold crack f-cking looking eyes
what you know about flowing with rap
and earning so much you flip out when you owing em tax? (f-ck)
’cause my tax bill bigger than your yearly wage
i’m the lad still sipping on the clearest day
i’m the hash pill pimping like i’m here to stay
i’m the rash, got you itching ’cause you feel my pain
i make your head explode with just one of my rhymes
i’m like andrew johns on drugs in my prime
i’m like mike eighteen round one when pac died
to say i’ve got an att-tude, you ain’t even seen my dark side
kers one, i ain’t ever had to lay low
but you’s did once shoey f-cking came home
we stay real with the crew till the end
f-ck your peace ’cause here we’ve got unity man and

[verse 3]
triple popping pills while they still in a saddy bag
i couldn’t wait, if you ask i just had to lad
it’s the way i am, yeah i’m on a detox
i’m getting tested, who wants to wee swap?
’cause my p-ss filled with lsd
and i’ve never ever, ever, ever, ever been clean
they say the kers gets repet-tive
well i like to blame that on the sedatives
yeah i said it kid, don’t f-cking do drugs
next minute biting belts as you shoot up
what the f-ck? you ain’t even listen lad
now i’ve gotta write a whole new mission pat
to get c-nts clean, throw jabs like mundine
holding knives in both hands, wanna make a c-nt bleed
o plus g’s, i’m sipping lean
i don’t need a nebs beat to be spitting mean, yep

- kerser

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