48 Hours

Album cover art for "48 Hours" by ​indigomerkaba & Kerser

​indigomerkaba & Kerser - Rap

48 Hours

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[Intro: Kerser] Yo, this is Kerser aka King Kerser aka The Sickest At the moment, you are tuned into Indigomerkaba You're about to hear some crazy shit, some shit that sounds like a nightclub just got pe-pe-peppered Let em know bruz, bring that real shit back [Verse 1: Indigomerkaba] It be 48 Hours until the clock stop It be 48 Hours, look at the stopwatch Making a classic, all I ever need is 48 48 motherfuckers waiting to see my fall from grace Unless you heard from me then I bet the story changed They don't evеr wanna hear me talk about my glory days They don't еver wanna see me fuckin' soar again They wanna see me under the dirt in the pouring rain All I ever need is 48 48 hours flirting with the angel of death in the morgue again All I ever need is 48 I could make eight tracks in 48 minutes This a fuckin' ball game, I don't wait for scrimmage I feel like Popeye when he ate that spinach, yeah All I ever need is fuckin' 48 hours 48 hours to kill all of you cowards, motherfucker [Verse 2: Indigomerkaba] I be working while I'm hungry, I don't ever eat I be working tired, I don't ever sleep When you look at me, you see something that you will never be The work ethic can't be matched, you ain't on my pedigree Homie fell in love with that pipe smoke and amphetamines Motherfuckers ain't getting next to me, definitely I just want a VVS, my necklace piece, hectic-ly I just wanna be remembered as a fuckin' legend, see? It was part of the plan I was hungry, started robbing and I started a scam Yeah, look at me wrong, imma start with your man Imma slap the taste out his mouth and ask him to dance Yeah, yeah Look in my eyes, you can see I'm hungry Look to the sky and you can see me coming 48 Hours to make my best shit Fuck my chick for 48 hours, I make the bed flip, whooo 48 hours, ain't making slow jams They want me back to the old me, they want the old jams When I'm walking with my chick, we never hold hands But when she pulling on my dick, she using both hands Oh man, and when we fucking in the morning Scare the postman, feel it deep in her gut, she say "Oh, damn" 48 hours to fuckin' make a classic Only got 48 hours, tryna make it happen Let's go

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