100 of Em Lyrics – Kerser

Read the full 100 of Em lyrics by Kerser along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kerser’s music, you can also explore Last Laugh and Lah Lah, two other songs by Kerser.

[Verse]
Hitting highways, got me on the move again
I paint a picture, you can vision what I’m cruising in
The ones you living for the same ones you will die for
You’d go off track for the people that you’d ride for
Don’t expect it back, that could be your downfall
Minto station was our version of a town hall
Man, this journey been a long one, not a sober one
You’d do the same if you face s*it I had to overcome
Tell a true friend, if they acting bothered, fu*k ’em
See if they around if you say you can’t offer nothing
If the coppers coming, ain’t know way you stopping running
You against me? Get surprised, I swear we got you something
There’s a lot of money in this game, I milked it dry
Say I’m poor to beggars but it’s hard to ride the millions rise
Every year, it’s going up, there ain’t no stopping me
And times the s*it by ten when you add all my properties
This is inspiration, living like a king is basic
Gave myself to rap ’cause rapping is the s*it that saved me
Used to read the lyric book and try to sing along
Grabbed my pen and pad in school, most times, I writ a song
When it’s in you then it’s in you, you ain’t gotta force
I send my message through my music, I ain’t gotta talk
I been breathing rap, eating rap, feed on rap
It’s been my life since I was twelve but I don’t need it back
S*it is in my veins, God said that I’m made for this
Could tell you all what changes quick when you make it big
S*it gon’ change but the bread and butter says another
Stress for others, never trust it but you better love it
Speak of bars, I just hit you with another bundle
Fell in love with this culture, I put none above you
And I’ve fought for this, had wars with the media
For tryna block us out, I took up for the scene and uh
The radio, record labels had me blacklisted
In the end, they can’t block it if it’s that gifted
Hit the stage, it’s a feeling when you getting cheered
With my girl through it all, we hit our twenty years

We still going strong, thinking of the day I met ya
We were still in school, even then I used to say I’d get ya
Moved out in our youth, crazy when you think about it
Living on our own ‘fore we’d grown but we figured out it
Not many last but we did it through the fame and that
Pressure make a diamond, probably why we named her that
Got bazookas and they aimed at a copper chopper
Tried to stay lowkey but I’m rocking proper
Here’s a gift for the hustlers and the strugglers too
‘Cause either way, we all the same, it’s gon’ be up to you
Get the outcome that you dream of or just let it slip
Had this dream as a teen, receiving benefits
You gon’ get through what you’re going through, just follow through
Gotta get it ’cause that solitude will bottle you
Now find the pieces of the puzzle, put ’em back together
Get past that stage of life or end up being trapped forever
Never really seen a point in tryna prove myself
I improve myself and make sure I ain’t lose myself
Used to get around on foot and meet up with the crew
Get in chases, Campbelltown, there’s not much more to do
Weeknights, I would treat me and eat E’s
A cheeky c*nt, I was knee deep in street beefs
It’s these streets and it’s all part of the game, yo
Same thing happened with the rapping and the fame though
I was used to this s*it by the time the music pumping
When your mindset’s not aligned, you just gon’ choose destruction
Who’s to function when you’re skinny as with drug problems
Never knew it was a problem till I jumped off ’em
But I beat that s*it and buried it, it’s evident
Can’t say I miss it but I’m reminiscent ever since
Before the fame I had a name just from my aura, b!tch
A superstar and it’s crazy what my story is
They used to laugh at my clothes that I rocked from Lowes
Now they asking can they bros rock up to my shows
Crazy how it goes, never seen a c*nt that’s fresher
Prove ’em wrong, make ’em watch, swear there’s nothing better
And I watch ’em be revolted
They so confused, you can tell that they’re uncultured
We brag about the things we buy, these our trophies
I’m chopping buds and they greener than some snow peas
Let me live, it goes on, I’m in the winning seats
Your life savings fix my teeth so I be grinning heaps
Watch the ones that try to tell you that you living wrong
If they were happy, your life’s not what they’d be speaking on
Brush it off, dust it off, get along with life
Used to hit some B&E’s and take off on our bikes
Or pumping Pac in a hottie, don’t care who heard
Pop the lock, a Paddlepop stick kick the bluebird
Almost crashed the s*it and left it without number plates
Back when ABK was just me and a couple mates
It’s been a ride on the journey to the top of this
My arms are sore from the gold that I rock on wrists
Flying first class, this the life I’ll live forever
Take the fam interstate just for different weather
Hit the booth, make the s*it look like a crime scene
Making hits, you need way more than just a rhyme scheme
Gotta have the it factor so the s*it matter
The world is like a book, I’m tryna leave a big chapter
Always leave the mark, beats, I leave ’em ripped in half
They small minded so they never gonna live it large
Motivation, if you want it then just know it’s waiting
You won’t get it if you hating or you over patient
Kick the door to the scene, yeah, I run in on ’em
Count the bars, I just hit you with a hundred of ’em
Kers