Scott vs Kers

[Verse 1: Scott] This is scot kers Let me have the verse You always hogged the spotlight you forgot That i grab the words You ain't really that cunt! Thinking that you mad fuck you still the same chap smoking cones You wouldn't have lunch But ohh the fame How its playing with your brain Your rhyming single syllables and everything is lame What happened to the passion in the rapping in your actions Lately make me think your crazy lazy Thinking like your knacked And its sad you Bomb yourself with tattoos Think your in a bad crew look at you, you sad move Let me have my life back I stabb myself like die rap Kerser on your face the ink got placed well never dry that Right there was a scream for help And everytrack you drop you saying your being yourself Your a fucking liar addict Pop a pill you isn't magic kinda tragic Your obsession being fresh You just a maggot I dont want your fucking car Your fucking shoes the fucking whole lot Let me take my brain And have my life back as the old scott Your fucking fame whore Run-away in pain or Go an jump on stage raw have another 8 more Of them xannies you anxiety pathetic And your writing ain't a message Because you finding you regret it But its a sercet And its burning you admitt it You fucking junkie pull your head in And call yourself the sickest dickhead!!!!!!!! [Verse 2: Kerser] Hahaha its kerser the sickest, ahh i think scots tripping out abit Ill break it down this is the truth Its kers one the fucking mircale from brith And scottie getting angry cause he's fearing all the work Think about it scott You could barely hold a job And i made the rapping happen Now you feeling like you lost You fucking took a backseat I went and rang the baller State to state im working late of course im gonna score drugs Without the kers you still be in the fucker gutter bludging off your mother Even taking money from your younger brother You hate the arrogance It took you as a shock to Dont let these people Try to tell you that im not you I represent the struggle Your the drug you couldn't hustle Im your only fucking talent shit i hate to burst your bubble Imagine life without me You wouldn't have a house g I threw the g in there to match that single syllable ouch shee Come an took it over now You fucking skitzafranic Remember when you made a prayer To god about me that's pathetic And fucking oath i pop pills I roll blunts I got bills But they all pay because kerser took control so what is scot still? The one to make it better Youre a fucking joke admitt it Kerser one im signing out ill end with the sickest dickhead! [Scott & Kerser: Outro] So which one am i Should i choose to end it all Call a mate i mean ain't that what all your friends are for? Im fucking so lost I dont know whats what Day by day i live for kers Im feelling like now scots lost But this is scot right Or just scared of the spotlight Living like hes livin Everyday im feeling scot hides But thats it i mean its sure to hurt Kind of making sense why they fucking call you kers, reverse