Exceptional

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 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 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 No certificate for school, I'm a dropout First you see the car, then the diamonds when I hop out I'm in the club, smokin' up, I let my chain hang They see me and they attempt to do the same thing Rollin' spliffs in Ubers Travellin' through the CBD Getting head off bitches, watchin' my old DVDs I'ma hit it up, you know me as the sickest cunt My pack of smokes ain't got no Ciggies, just filled up with fifty blunts Ain't no pressure when you're Kerser I'm on top of shit A clumsy cunt 'cause I'm always fuckin' droppin' hits Let me walk you through the steps of meditation Preparation And then retaliation Bitch, I'm still reppin' what I claim No matter where I hang, it's embroidered in my brain Baked as and I'm sitting in my house Ripped. New teeth, I put my money where my mouth is 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 Sick of brag rap, shit I got mad raps Swag rap, fat rap, repellent to your back chap I'ma have this playing in the ghetto or Anybody with a mission just to get dough Know the name, it's the Kerser, the shit You got a spliff? This the one, you can burn it to this The sickest spit on the track and I'm pumpin' my old Shit. Thinking to myself, "well no wonder it sold big" 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