| Yeah
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| Sarm, Nebs
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| Kerser
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| That’s Them
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| Yeah, it’s Sarm, Kerser and Nebs
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| We run this shit you just shit in your bed
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| Sick in the head? |
| I’m sick of your head
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| If you’s were a bitch, I’d spit on your set
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| Fuck the whole scene it’s missing a set
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| Fuck your whole team it’s a bitch in a dress
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| I’m sick and depressed that I spit with the best
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| 'Cause they’re shit and they think that they’re equally fresh
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| Now, could you sit in your meds
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| 'Cause I’m jumping on beats with the speakers all messed
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| Yes, speak like a creature of death
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| You talk shit 'cause breath
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| Fuck you learners swervin' the test
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| Me, straight serving
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| Yes, always serving the west
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| Know who it is? |
| Sarm, Kerser and Nebs
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| Break-break your necks-necks
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Bang-bang your heads-heads
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Chainsaw revvin', I ain’t putting it down
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| Come on, talk that shit with a foot in your mouth |
| Look at the ground, don’t look at my eye
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| When you’re going to talk shit, you get hooked with a right
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| Never talk back, we run this shit
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| And youse turn bitch after one big hit
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| Come see bitch witness with sick
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| You can see a few self, we spit and hit
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| The heights that they dream of, biting my team gronk
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| Always got a copy 'cause you finding we keep on
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| A higher level shit that we do
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| And the level that we on is different to you
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| Punch you in the face, I’m hurt you, yes
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| Can’t fuck around, cunts burn your chest
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| Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
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| Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser and Nebs
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| Break-break your necks-necks
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Bang-bang your heads-heads
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| We get over these gronks like stairs
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| Up there in your attic
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| Pullin' down these sluts' pants, fuck yeah, pornographic
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| I spit sicker than a medical practice |
| I say like a heroin addict
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| When I say faggot, that’s you rappin'
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| Put you in the ground like a motherfuckin' mattic
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| Get slapped backwards; |
| saggot
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| Every time I’m spittin' a verse
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| You bitches be hittin' the dirt
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| Thinkin' your shit’s beserk, I’m winnin', I finish first
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| That wack shit didn’t work
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| Crank this beat till you’re turnin' deaf
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| Your miss send pics and flirt with a text
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| Killin' every cunt and I murder the rest
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| You know who it is: Sarm, Kerser and Nebs
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| Break-break your necks-necks
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Bang-bang your heads-heads
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Break-break your necks-necks
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Bang-bang your heads-heads
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Break-break your necks-necks |
| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs?
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| Bang-bang your heads-heads
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| We run this shit, we’re the best-best
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| Who you know that can test-test
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| Sarm one, Kerser and Nebs-Nebs? |