[Round 1: Kerser]
Yo it's finally here
It's that time of the year
Where you get reminded you're queer and your girl's forced to sit on a Heineken beer
This is where the shit stops, now you got me pissed off, without sounding corny what the fuck you do to hip-hop?
I mean we flipping up the beats but we street and raw
You jumping on the track like "I can't sleep no more"
A couple years back with the festival song
You suckered in a crowd there's no getting me wrong
That was a smart move so respect and props
What you'vе done from there's whеre respect was lost
But they just took the piss now the cunts are laughing
Just got started oh fuck off bastard
You been doing this for years, I'm the cunt that's coming up
You be chilling with the queers, I'm the one to run a muck
I'm a hit him with a uppercut, then I'll throw a sucker punch
While he's eating fucking lunch, giving Pez an undercut
You have a Canadian chin, with an Asian grin
Your forehead's so big it's like your face was in
A tug-o-war to take the win
Some cunt tried to break your chin and your forehead started caving in
I thought he can't get any gayer with the shit that he repped lad
But then he went and got a fucking dick for a neck tatt
You be walking backstage, I'm getting head from your missus
You get fed to the fishes
And Pez has a disease so Pez is the sickest
I could staunch him right now just to prove that he's weak
Take his iPhone, his wallet, and leave your shoes on your feet
"Fucking how ya going?" he's like "hey, hi, good mate"
But he dresses so queer he makes a gay guy look straight
And it's fucking hard for me to try spitting these rhymes
When every time I look at him the cunts winking his eye
So fuck your music playlist
'Cause you do the gay shit
I don't choose to play it
I'd rather fuck Sue from Neighbors anus while she's pooing razors, naked
That video you made, yeah that shit was lame
You was in the gutter, I'm a kick you down the drain
Then you doing shit like this like you running a muck
But we're face to face now motherfucker what's up?
You fucking round with Kerser, I ain't a battle rap name
Only doing this shit because I have to get paid
They giving me you so you're made to go back
Because you're about as soft as your radio track
Yo it's finally here
It's that time of the year
Where you get reminded you're queer and your girl's forced to sit on a Heineken beer
This is where the shit stops, now you got me pissed off, without sounding corny what the fuck you do to hip-hop?
I mean we flipping up the beats but we street and raw
You jumping on the track like "I can't sleep no more"
A couple years back with the festival song
You suckered in a crowd there's no getting me wrong
That was a smart move so respect and props
What you'vе done from there's whеre respect was lost
But they just took the piss now the cunts are laughing
Just got started oh fuck off bastard
You been doing this for years, I'm the cunt that's coming up
You be chilling with the queers, I'm the one to run a muck
I'm a hit him with a uppercut, then I'll throw a sucker punch
While he's eating fucking lunch, giving Pez an undercut
You have a Canadian chin, with an Asian grin
Your forehead's so big it's like your face was in
A tug-o-war to take the win
Some cunt tried to break your chin and your forehead started caving in
I thought he can't get any gayer with the shit that he repped lad
But then he went and got a fucking dick for a neck tatt
You be walking backstage, I'm getting head from your missus
You get fed to the fishes
And Pez has a disease so Pez is the sickest
I could staunch him right now just to prove that he's weak
Take his iPhone, his wallet, and leave your shoes on your feet
"Fucking how ya going?" he's like "hey, hi, good mate"
But he dresses so queer he makes a gay guy look straight
And it's fucking hard for me to try spitting these rhymes
When every time I look at him the cunts winking his eye
So fuck your music playlist
'Cause you do the gay shit
I don't choose to play it
I'd rather fuck Sue from Neighbors anus while she's pooing razors, naked
That video you made, yeah that shit was lame
You was in the gutter, I'm a kick you down the drain
Then you doing shit like this like you running a muck
But we're face to face now motherfucker what's up?
You fucking round with Kerser, I ain't a battle rap name
Only doing this shit because I have to get paid
They giving me you so you're made to go back
Because you're about as soft as your radio track
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