Kerser - Its just me lyrics

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Kerser - Its just me lyrics

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]