We Run Shit (feat. Nebs and Sarm) - Kerser/Nebs/Sarm
Back to basics straight amazing
Ask me bout the game I'm playing
Dreading what I've done to locks
You thinking bout it ain't Jamaican
Kerser been the sickest probly
Why I'm earning digit's
And they looking at your sh*t
Like rather burn it cause your b**ches
Swagger like I've never seen
I'm here to hurt and burn a b**ch
Your sh*t get no views like Hustle
Hard without a Kerser vid True
Everybody dribble and they
Kidding ain't it whack son
Leave 'em injured whinging cause
They're toy just like a cap gun Get it
No you ain't a rapper cause
You've been inside a booth before
I bust my a** to get here and
You try and make a movement more
Meaningful than mine but thats
Impossible I'm made for this
And you be on my dick pretty
Much just like your lady is
If I never said it then you
Faggots can not call it sick
Download your sh*t illegally
Now thats what I call roasting sh*t
Cause it's sh*t and I'm sick
I am what is real and you is
Just pretending b**ch
It's like the more hardcore they get
It's like the shitter they rap
Bruz tone it down brah
Your not that hard
Yo learn how to rhyme
F**k the antibiotics
Just fill the van with narcotics
I'm the man with the chronic beats
They slam when I'm on it
Haters panties get knotted
They can't handle me rocking
Whack comments are dropping
On the net I am watching
Cause they know I'm is better
Thats why Nebs a problem
Cause they know if I see'em
Pick up a weapon and clock'em
They looking threatened I rob'em
Give up your credit and wallet
Bend over b**ch and take
The Hennessy bottle
Your not forgetting me gronkers
You had bad memories from it
That are so f**king bad
You go to therapy from it
And he be's honest no f**k
It and he be's on it
Watch me come and skull this
F**king medicine bottle
I'm getting energy from it
And bruz I'm ready to vomit
I'm f**king hanging for Xanny's
And then I'm ready to pop'em
My f**king head is just throbbing
My dick is red as a rocket
And your chicks already naked and
She's ready to cop it uh
Yeah all these cunts
Are f**king f**ked
They're all f**ked
Welcome you found someone
In his f**king prime
Ain't nothing to f**k with like
Wu Tang back in 95
Please excuse me guys
The sh*t I spit is stupid fine
Too refined call me the priest
Cause I be super fly
That was my movie line
Pack your sh*t it's moving time
If thats your chick she super fine
She sucked my dick around 2:05
Shout outs 225 ABK
The whole crew's live
I'm on that news you high
Mess withy my vibe
You'll lose at night
Yeah I'm the sh*t
Your just poo disguised
I do a line thats super sized
You can't rap your spooning guys
See it's too easy I could do this blind
We ain't the same
I'm a 10 your a junior 9
When I spit I'm schooling guys
It's a party schoolies time
When you spit I snooze all night
Mismatch if you choose to fight
Quit dancing your tutu's tight
Your a fake not a new I
You just can't do this right
We'd f**k you lose at life
It's Sarm Kerser and Nebs
We run this sh*t you
Just sh*t in your bed
Sick in the head
I'm sick of your head
If yous were a b**ch
I'd spit on your set
F**k the whole scene it's piss
F**k your whole team
It's a b**ch in a dress
I'm sick and depressed that
I spit with the best
Cause they're sh*t and they
Think that they're equally fresh
This is what they calling me
You rapping but it's awkwardly
Exactly what I was doing
Back around 04 or 3
So dont you try to step
Yo I ain't say I'm a vet
Cause most these veterans
Are faggot I'm a step ahead of them
Let 'em get at them guarantee
I'll take the head of them
Breaking both their legs and then
Asking if they get it in
K E R S I put em in the ER
Nah you couldn't do it
Dont you try it it's for me brah
Mr Samy B the mother f**ker
Come and crack your lips
It's like you dont have a dick
And your raps are whack as sh*t
Think your f**king Rambo and
Your clips f**king acting b**ch
Remind me of a compact disc
Pl pl pl plastic sh*t
You are f**king hopeless as
Obviously smoking shabs
And you're f**king broke as
Smoking blokes for cash
Mr Big Gun you think
Are the kings son
But all you are to me
Is a busted red ring bum
Yes did you not hear
What I said before
Like binge thinkers
Motherf**ker I just repped the raw
Get out my booth you can't rap
You just press record
Your vids suck
Give it up bruzz less is more
See what your stressing for
I ain't here to lecture your
Someone I'm electrical
Not top 10 I'm the best of all
F**k you and your festival
No one heres impressed at all
Got a verse in Kerser's album
That equals sex for sure
It's Sarm Kerser and Nebs
We run this sh*t you
Just sh*t in your bed
Sick in the head
I'm sick of your head
If yous were a b**ch
I'd spit on your set
F**k the whole scene it's piss
F**k your whole team
It's a b**ch in a dress
I'm sick and depressed that
I spit with the best
Cause they're sh*t and they
Think that they're equally fresh
It's Sarm Kerser and Nebs
We run this sh*t you
Just sh*t in your bed
Sick in the head
We run this sh*t you
Sick in the head
We run this sh*t you
Sick in the head
We run this sh*t you
Sick in the head
We run this sh*t you
Sick in the head
We run this sh*t you