Exceptional Kerser

[Intro]
Oi cunt, I'm about to bring that real shit back
Shit's turned into a fashion show
They been missing and I been busy

[Verse 1]
I been busy on the hustle, it's the same drill
A rush of blood, my music feelin' like cocaine feels
They want the technical rhymes, I'm like "fuck that"
I used to have a stash pot in the bottom of my bum bag
Listen cunt, I can break a flow miraculous
I came in an era when it wasn't 'bout the fashion bitch
'Round the time when you really fuckin' had to spit
I battle cunts and my mates would wanna stab 'em, shit
Moments later, I'm a star, pop up everywhere
The sickest cunt and I never needed Medicare
They thought I left, I'm thinkin', I ain't going anywhere
She had a grudge, smash the box, I was getting square
What we doin' with the game, where I take it now?
Steer 'em off a cliff if they try to take the crown
People ask how I make my drink change colour
Two-two-five, I still represent the same numbers

[Hook]
Leave this to professionals
Self made, self paid, I'm exceptional
What you know about the rappin' game?
I used to battle for a tenner in the alleyway
Then I hit the big time
Like, shit, stack it up, we gon' live life
What you know about the rappin' game?
Everybody stop and listen when I'm rappin' mane