Got The Feelin (feat. Rates) (Explicit)

Got The Feelin - Kerser/Rates

Punch your break bongs for this haha

Way to start it good morning

Look and uhm

All of them the same their lame we what you look for

Crawling in my veins coc*ine has got me cooked more

My brain gets you amazed I'm writing till my books worn

Watch me break this gate crack the safe in the hood floor

Definitely expecting me like to be the death of me

Writing leaving legacies the history it's left to me

Now when you see the melody is getting severed heavily

This the sort of sh*t that have you jetting to your remedy

So jet jet it off you won't move cause your soft

And my crew at the top who are you your a flop

So keep it moving along and it's true cause the songs

That we're doing have a flame and I prove that it's strong

Light a flame and quick I came to kick the industry it makes me sick

You listening to crazy sh*t admit that this is greatness b**ch

Now wait a minute hit it with the style made to make them think

Place this sh*t and take it to a level watch us make the mix

Dangerous famous life is what you make it

And I've turned life into something that's amazing

I'm living my dream you sit and you scheme

Thinking how the f**k the movement it's ridiculous bleed to death

Yes f**k a death threat dead-set not dead yet

I'm taking out the next threat

There's no threat so get slept

Dead-set they're dead wrong decapitated head gone

Dead gone and rotten in the ashes of their dead songs

Seen enough and been around you beefing gonna hit the ground

Your competing with some brothers positive and leaving proud

Why these other rappers whinging like they f**king gave us help

Jealous cause they know we got it just the cards that they were dealt

And I see through a poker face so go escape your bullshit

Just come and talk it over mate I know you hate the cool kids

Too fresh too swag crew rep move back

I shack herour till she troublesome like 2pac

So move back with your new track and throw it out

We're all yes yes and you they don't know about

They say you go around and stick your f**king nose around

And flow to pro-motors at shows but no ones going out

Cut grass pour it up cuff us ignore the cunts

Court has got my mates doing stretches like they warming up

So free 'em all and let my crew represent

Moving to get all the loot and respect till the death

This rapping gets me fuel-led up next second kill stuff

Living for a thrill I open minds just like a pill does

Heaps of beats that we destroy this the key to free the boys

History we make in raps not fake and you just heaps of toys

Heaps of toys and they thinking that their rap is real

They're so toy boy put them in a happy meal

We blood brothers and all day

You can't touch us you dumb f**k just walk away

So what you think bro

Off tap like the sink broke

What they gonna do when they witnessing the king flow

So what they thinking bro these faggots lack a rhythmic flow

Rapping but were packing 45's so f**king let em go

Trained to kill 80 pills popped in mercedes still

Watch how the haters feel not for the lame it's real

Crazy gifted with the 80s blade inflicted on your ladies face

Your misses we the ab wait they get it

Wait wait they get it your with there ain't a substitute

The best what you reckon you got something that you love to do

Spent a lot of time to get here yeah man it took quite a while

Doesn't happen overnight go get your rhyming style

Your rhyme styles more weeks than a calendar

You gay rappers are just reeking of lavender

They wanna battle I won't compete with an amateur

Defeat what you speak have you fending for stamina

Sydney street rap south west where the street at

Your saying that your street but the streets hate your speak back

You need a street map define where the streets at

We're where the streets at and beats make the streets clap

So talk your sh*t cause you rappers are broke

Got punchlines like I'm swinging at a sandy of coke

Just know they're packing a quote with maximum d**e

Stab your hag in the back of the throat

Till you collapse and ya choke what

We got the feeling and the feeling is good

We never changed that's the deal we keep it real with the hood

Nebs is bass you know it really is good

We got you laced off your face we know your fending your hood

We got the feeling and the feeling is good

We never changed that's the deal we keep it real with the hood

Kerser rates nebs is bass you know it really is good

We got you laced off your face we know your fiending your hood

Your hood

Tell me that didn't start you day with a bang

Suns out good morning

It's quarter past 7 you've already had like 3 spliffs there's no rest

For the sickest

It's one of them days

Nebs what's up