Famous

[Intro] Seem my dreams won't go away So it's more like a nightmare Keeping me up all night Like a nightmare It's taking over my mind My desire Burns inside, like a flame And it can't and it won't be contained 'Cos I gotta be... famous [Chorus] You don't really want the fame though You don't really want the fame no! [Verse 1] They heard a shot fired Another shot fired You driving in a race, spinning with a popped tire And you've been pushed by the radios element I'm the first fucking rapper to make the radio irrelevant Fuck the mainstream, I don't need a handout There's something about the aura of the Kers because I stand out 4 cunts cruising high in a range rover Yelling ABK, tell these rappers game over! I've been working, probably find me in the studio At the top, and my whole fucking crew can flow The proof is there, we the team at the top I'm a sniper with the raps so you [?] to pop I've been killing shit for years You know spitting insane raps From a town where cunts are on the rocks like the train tracks If time moves quick, shouldn't life try to keep up Instead of being slaves to the system you in deep fuck [Chorus] You don't really want the fame though You don't really want the fame no! [Verse 2] And here's a picture with words look He at high school, he started year 10 Things a little different this year, he don't fear them Peer pressure play a part, started seshin' in the park Girls undressing him to fuck, introduce him to the glass And shit he going down hill Last night he had a puff and some brown pills Everything in life has gottin' him feelin' irrelevant It's fucking with his mind and yet his brain is not developed yet This the story of the victim Of the suburb, and it's sad 'cos I can pick from them Meet 'em all the time, kinda crazy with the crime Got them play with my mind, 'cos they keep saying my rhymes (It's King Kerser) But it's not want it's is Like a shoulda started different with a positive twist And they say I'm saving lives, I'm just giving you mine And in the process, hopin' somehow you can live through my rhymes - The King [Chorus] You don't really want the fame though You don't really want the fame no! [Verse 3] And if I ever get knocked, there'll be riots the next day The Nebulizer caused commotions as soon as they pressed play Buds in the sadie, got some raps for the next night With a fucking xani so I'm sleeping on the next flight It's fucking crazy, I'm your everyday cunt But there's something special 'bout me I'm a legend, what's up? Shit There's that arrogance they tell me they hate that The rawest rapper on my level, cannot debate that Somebody said I fluked it, I'm fluking what? The 10 year of blood and sweat? I never choose to stop I was rocking gigs with my mates in the crowd Broke as fuck, on the train. I had to make it, but how? 'Cos these labels didn't want it, I'm too raw for the air I made it to the top, now they scratching their heads Wait.. How'd it happen? I'm a weapon in my own right You can be inspired, do your thing but don't bite It's Kers 1 [Chorus] You don't really want the fame though You don't really want the fame no! [Outro] Me and Nebs have that new album cooking Ready November 7th Ready to fucking shit up again Taking over the game And um... we out