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On Da Move Lyrics - Artist : Kerser
Never forget who the king of the shit
I can make your eyes hurt with a flick of my wrist Swag out proper it's ridiculous shit Cricket bat to your head, yeah, I hit it for six None sicker than this, I write rhymes over any style Reppin' ABK fuckin' oath, it's been a while My lyrical skill has got 'em fearin', I'm ill Drinkin' beer and I chill after eatin' a pill Woah, so ill with it, put me in the quarantine Rap a circle 'round rappers, we all got a dream Got out my weapon pokin' out my fuckin' Gucci shirt Never lackin', I got enemies, I'm too alert You should see when I pull up in my Range Rove It's my second one, I treat 'em like a paved road Type of cunt you never see them in the same clothes Ten racks on the footy, what's the pain bro? On the move, on the grind, it's the Kers one Sippin' drink, gettin' high with a burnt blunt They pray for my downfall, I just laugh but I could have your chat bitch in a bath tub I ain't one to have my eyes on a truck load Kickin' back, gettin' sued as I puff 'dro It's the Kers, I'm just livin' out my big dream It all started in the South-West of Sydney I sweat swag and I smell like a new note I wrote this with a joint on a new boat I'm so sick, it's to the point that I'm too dope I came in the rap game as a new hope A fresh cunt with a style that is all mine Tat a king's name, mine's on my jaw line A trendsetter with a vendetta then get a Drug addict on the benz and you get better I explain myself, my album documentaries No matter what, I'ma never be a memory Only when they lay me down in the cemetery And, even then, my ghost will be your fuckin' enemy It's the Kers, I just racked one up The line was longer than the plate, I still racked it bruz Then walk around fucked up, you won't see me 'til a week later Kerser one, I'm your fuckin' girl's screen saver On the move, on the grind, it's the Kers one Sippin' drink, gettin' high with a burnt blunt They pray for my downfall, I just laugh but I could have your chat bitch in a bath tub I ain't one to have my eyes on a truck load Kickin' back, gettin' sued as I puff drogue It's the Kers, I'm just livin' out my big dream It all started in the South-West of Sydney |
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