Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kerser
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kerser
Komponist:in
Lyrics
They wack, they're just copyin' Kers, with a sloppier verse
I hit the top of the earth, then I drop you, it hurts
Fuck, you're playin' for cunt
I'll leave you all tied up, laid out in my trunk
Straight out, you're a punk, pussy bitch with a wack flow
Couldn't offer ten fuckin' mills for collab, no
Wouldn't do it 'cause your raps make my ears bleed
You should call your album, "Nobody Should Hear Me"
Warn the public what you're givin' to them
I'd rather listen to me take a fuckin' shit in a can
You're fuckin' kiddin' me, man, just give up with the rap
All my fans call me King, and I live up to that
I'd get a fuckin' A plus if the rap is a test
Dissin' the Kers, well, that's an append offence
Then you're found somewhere tied up to a tree
As I hit my fuckin' horn, drive off lighten weed, I'm like
They should just quit (they should just quit)
It makes me sick (it makes me sick)
They on the dick (they on the dick)
Then try to diss (then try to diss)
How does this work? (How does this work?)
I must be first (I must be first)
If you hate Kers (if you hate Kers)
You're a fuckin' nerd (you're a nerd)
Don't really care about no ARIA
When I get up for my speech, I'ma laugh at ya
I swear to God, I'ma yell out, "ABK for life"
And if one person boos, then they're losin' they life
I gotta move it, alright? I'm fuckin' chasin' a dream
Came a long way, I used to chase for a beam
Don't you say that I'm mean, though I couldn't give a rats ass
Cunts talk shit, yeah, only when they smash glass
Fuck a finds, they get jealous of Kers
Look how far a cunt come, I come up from the dirt
You run up, you get hurt, you, him, him and her
I ain't prejudice, bitch, cop a beatin' from Kers, damn
First slams like a beat in your sub does
Chargin' people money if they wanna touch us
I don't know, did my ego grow, man?
Bill my doctor for a time at the program
They should just quit (they should just quit)
It makes me sick (it makes me sick)
They on the dick (they on the dick)
Then try to diss (then try to diss)
How does this work? (How does this work?)
I must be first (I must be first)
If you hate Kers (if you hate Kers)
You're a fuckin' nerd (you're a nerd)
Off my guts on a regular basis
Poppin' pills 'cause I look like a face lift
Has just occurred, now they think I'm usin' Botox
I said, "It's just a Kers", she offered me a blow job
What the fuck with the sluts today?
I hear there ATM but she passed away
Halfway through, like, "What the fuck should I do?"
Left her layin' there dead as I done up my shoes
I'm a nice guy, right, I don't need your approval
Sent the nudes around on the same day as the funeral
I'm beautiful, fuck what a cunt think
I take drugs 'cause it helps me to un-think
I don't think about the fuckin' future
With strays, and he's strapped, he'll shoot ya
ABK 225 that's the crew, bruh
Got the whole rap game held in a manoeuvre
They should just quit (they should just quit)
It makes me sick (it makes me sick)
They on the dick (they on the dick)
Then try to diss (then try to diss)
How does this work? (How does this work?)
I must be first (I must be first)
If you hate Kers (if you hate Kers)
You're a fuckin' nerd (you're a nerd)
Writer(s): Scott Froml, Andrew John
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