KERSER


9 Outta 9 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My raps is a note, that's a hundred letters
Grew up way different so the cunts won't get it
While you was at school, you was trying to pass lots
Rates was showing me how to weigh up a half oz
My first choof, I was twelve years old
Felt hooked since then, guess the world is cold
Tip of the iceberg, tip of the iceberg
Will be when the ice burns thinking back, I turned
Sixteen when I lit the pipe
With Boobz at a bus stop 'round Christmas night
Back then, shit you see the crystal move
Uneducated like it was the shit to do
I turned into a rap star, proved them wrong
I ain't need another pipe, give me the doob or bong
I'ma move along call me the business man
'Cause I'm busy, no rest, that's a business plan

[Hook]
Move on, I'm the shinin' bit
Rhymin' sick, time tick, you can ride the dick
Ripe tits, nice hips and she grindin' it
Nine hits out of nine when my lines are spit
Move on, I'm the shinin' bit
Rhymin' sick, time tick, you can ride the dick
Ripe tits, nice hips and she grindin' it
Nine hits out of nine when my lines are spit
[Verse 2]
Break down on the shit I say
I got a different f*ckin' pipe for every single day
We won't say what we don't need, nah
Eyes half closed, you can blame the codeine, brah
Back on my king shit, rap like a king, shit
Wonder why they call me king, you hearin' what a king is
Big boss hustle, hustle the music
And just like a dealer, my customers abuse it
Word play with a metaphor
I still root rap, that's what I met it for
Kiss the ring bitch, it's the hand of a boss
Beef shit these days, shit, I dare 'em to cross
Need it to sell, I'm the one you still come after
You oh so making money 'cause I'm numb with a gun
On a hoodie that was worn by the Kerser one
If Kerser didn't rock the hood, he probably would've sold none
It's all up

[Hook]
Move on, I'm the shinin' bit
Rhymin' sick, time tick, you can ride the dick
Ripe tits, nice hips and she grindin' it
Nine hits out of nine when my lines are spit
Move on, I'm the shinin' bit
Rhymin' sick, time tick, you can ride the dick
Ripe tits, nice hips and she grindin' it
Nine hits out of nine when my lines are spit
[Verse 3]
Hot car without the number plates
On the run for another f*ckin' hundred days
My raps in your brain, pull your back out your frame
Now you're gaspin' in pain, I'm attackin' the game
This rap shit here in Oz is mine
If you want beef, sweet but not with rhymes
Let's handle it the street way, send your boys
Come back beat up, you a pretender boy
Let me tell you what's dangerous and fun
Rates with a gun
Mind set dangerous when I write like this
The flows switchin' up like the lights on pigs
Hear me rip this shit, you should see me live
Your set's so dirty, got to clean my eyes
Fresh shit yeah, you know where to find it
Head to the stores, find Kers and buy it

[Hook]
Move on, I'm the shinin' bit
Rhymin' sick, time tick, you can ride the dick
Ripe tits, nice hips and she grindin' it
Nine hits out of nine when my lines are spit
Move on, I'm the shinin' bit
Rhymin' sick, time tick, you can ride the dick
Ripe tits, nice hips and she grindin' it
Nine hits out of nine when my lines are spit

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Songwriter(s): Kerser
Record Label(s): 2013 ABK Records Marketed & distributed by ADA, a division of Warner Music Australia Pty Ltd
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