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I know you're tired
I know you're dyin' out here
I know you're strugglin'
With your pretty little fears
But the truth is in your words
It's carried in every single verse
And your legacy lives on
I promise you will be heard
Sometimes they want the punchline
Sometimes they want the real raps
Sometimes they want the Kers to rap like back in day, I feel that
But you can't make a wise man unwiser
I'm wiser, got enterprises in the music fire
Sometimes I trip, what we classify real
What we classify a deal, what we classify killed
Came in the scene a villain, now I'm lookin' like the saviour
Had enough flavour, I was famous on the train, brah
Fuckin' hell, thinkin' back, I was red hot
Lucky I didn't get shot 'round the time with Prescott
What a ride man, honest, what a journey
I'm from an era of the starter caps and polar jerseys
I grew up, then I went viral like a hundred times
Learned how to switch a negative and make the money mine
I'm proud of younger rappers, people get that twisted man
Someone has to carry on once I have them all listenin'
That's interestin'
I know you're tired
I know you're dyin' out here
I know you're strugglin'
With your pretty little fears
But the truth is in your words
It's carried in every single verse
And your legacy lives on
I promise you will be heard
You know what I rep, you know I go at the neck
You know I throw up twenty-five till there's a hole in my head, dead
I had elastic bands in my tracksuit pants
Turned to house and land, damn
I do this so effortless
I'ma just talk here while I send an SMS
Never doubt the Kers, you know I'm always with a flow
Means, spilt enough grown weed to cause a fuckin' nosebleed
Poppin' since '09 and I always been on grinds
So there can't be point of time to say if I have hit my prime
Tell 'em all to fall back
Spend like forty-four racks on a shop and more splash
I'm livin' how we wishin' bro
And all these years they recommended that I switch my flow
I'm thinkin' like, "Stop, no"
Scott knows you don't fix somethin' that's not broke
I'm too smooth
I know you're tired
I know you're dyin' out here
I know you're strugglin'
With your pretty little fears
But the truth is in your words
It's carried in every single verse
And your legacy lives on
I promise you will be heard