Keep Chasing Them Kerser (Ft. Nat M)
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[Hook: Nat M]
Lay it all out on the table
For everybody else to see
Some may think that I'm not able
To achieve one of my dreams
I'ma keep chasing them
I'ma keep chasing them
I'ma keep chasing them
I'ma keep chasing them
[Verse 1: Kerser]
Lets go back to '09 when my tape dropped
The industry blocked me out, they always hated Scott
But it's okay cos I'm a fighter, dropped another one
A year later out the gutter down the drain son
And all the albums with Nebs, we had 'em scratchin' their heads
Topping ARIA charts over and over again;
Now they hitting my phone, wanting the latest of news
Had me losing my mind, I was kinda confused
'Cause they labelled me a criminal
They heard about a drive-by and tried to paint a visual
But, way before that, I was spitting raw rap
Walking round Cambelltown hoping we could score that;
Reminds me of all them freezing cold nights
Running mucks getting chased by them bright lights;
Now I hit the stage you said I'd never make it
I'm a superstar, let me rub it in your faces!
Lay it all out on the table
For everybody else to see
Some may think that I'm not able
To achieve one of my dreams
I'ma keep chasing them
I'ma keep chasing them
I'ma keep chasing them
I'ma keep chasing them
[Verse 1: Kerser]
Lets go back to '09 when my tape dropped
The industry blocked me out, they always hated Scott
But it's okay cos I'm a fighter, dropped another one
A year later out the gutter down the drain son
And all the albums with Nebs, we had 'em scratchin' their heads
Topping ARIA charts over and over again;
Now they hitting my phone, wanting the latest of news
Had me losing my mind, I was kinda confused
'Cause they labelled me a criminal
They heard about a drive-by and tried to paint a visual
But, way before that, I was spitting raw rap
Walking round Cambelltown hoping we could score that;
Reminds me of all them freezing cold nights
Running mucks getting chased by them bright lights;
Now I hit the stage you said I'd never make it
I'm a superstar, let me rub it in your faces!
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