There's only one Kerser ever ever will be, Rap sick with a style so clean that its filthy None of them can kill me, ridin in the illbeast Dropped on the task thought you said you couldn't steal these, But we crusin five deep with the same plates, Spinnin out the bitches as we pull up to a mates place, What you know about the streets and the ram raids, Lads are getting hungry for the money need the damn pay, Me I'm a rapper though one of you make dough Run with crew aiyo, every things ok though, Sick with it brah you can't deny I'm mad fresh, I'm Colgate with Tic Tac you runnin with that bad breath Couldn't match my style I'm to over the top, They down low your shit for me they go to the shops, I'm so confident, cuz I got ears too I can hear myself rap I know I'm the fucken shit true Stand up come on mark ya place Never fall down never find a darker space If they here for the night let 'em ride for free Get the pipes lit, Let 'em come on ride with me Haters talk but they never be a real threat, Real debt, go and get a loan and get me killed yep Heard it all before you just a dumb fuck You wouldn't pull the trigger why the fuck you got a gun tucked All bark no bite, me bark go bite Fellas do it for me I ain't even have to go right Real rap Sydney the South West kid be Lifting shit, upper level when I spit see Another ten sides of me that you gon try to be, But you couldn't get high as me so why you even fight with me Never made sense, never get a HSC Cause I'm patiently, wait for pay and Tell me how a man, who couldn't make grade 10 Lives off the words, tell me why I need a grade then Fucken A, now fuckin B-K, Get 'em up high let em know we the team ayy, Don't talk just know your roll, So Kers but I still gotta owe my soul If you in for the life come and sign away Need some time away, I need to hibernate, damn Don't talk just know your roll, So Kers but I still gotta owe my soul If you in for the life come and sign away Need some time away, I need to hibernate, damn

Sinkin or swimmin is what we were told We were young But no one told Us how it was done Spendin your days in a way but you know it's begun Take what you got Take it and run So hot got her reachin' for the sunblock She like my style and the swag She hopes it rubs off I ain't here to waste time You know the man back Best advice I can give is to stand back Got the east south west north feeling it Bit the kers shit they like me on my killer shit My black belly in a Back alley Fuck that Imma talk 'bout money wit a bud bag Cruisin one deep, Havin conversations You think I'm tripping This my way of concentration I ain't listen to a hater Not in any way I'm a busy man, you see me know I'm getting paid I ain't like these other rappers I'm the opposite My boys are renting houses just to put the crops in it Ride around got a street mentality Hustle big you can meet fatalities Got a flow impecable You know in what the kers does The scene needed saving They lucky that I turned up I heard em all say "No body perfect" I agree but I gotta say kers is Moved out of c town when I got funds But every single hood there I'm still welcome That's a different Shit you know I'm certified Jealous haters spewin' They were hoping that the kerser died Own in the world in the world in my own That deserves a replay I'm in a world on my own With the writing and delivery Man you cunts are kidding me I got rich off this shit this is mine and that is literally I was rappin round the time I got my first pube I could tell you 'bout my best and my worst move I could tell you 'bout the beefs that I been through But I never lost once so I don't need to Fucken hell let me try stay positive You said you promise her you known what her promise is? Setting levels every time I go and pen bars Sickest Aussie rapper Man I know I set the bench mark Gotta get it any second man the clock stop Still confused this is life at the top scott Done the proper way too like you didn't know Don't compare me to a rapper this is different bro You feel the goosebumps rise off my low tone Gifted Haters acting like that don't know 'Member me in the drain for my film clip Swapping shirts with strays? That was real shit Beat the struggle with my brothers and we all tight I don't care if they talk man, they all lie What they own man I'm tired of me braggin My pockets full if my pants ever saggin' Get the vibe check your mates if they don't know You'll find the ones that wanna stay Won't go Kers one droppn hits for like ten years How the fuck else do you think that you get here Take it and run you can't trust the streets You can't trust who you trust Put trust in me Sinkin' or swimmin I'm driftin n driftin They listen n listen The sickest I did it again Sinkin or swimmin is what we were told We were young But no one told Us how it was done Spendin your days in a way but you know it's begun Take what you got Take it and run