Yeah It's my life In my own words I guess Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for? Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for
Lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
me lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed 'em Yeah, for every time you ride down the street Or hideout, drive by my house and beep Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep
you would And you sittin' there with a broken heart 'Cause I gave you my body and not my heart When I'm holding you late at night, I'm thinkin' 'bout my
world unfurl My niggas hit the trees like squirrels Tryna get a nut with your girl Think I need to quit trying 'fore some nigga out there try to hit mine Karma for the karma
actions It's the karma of the street, you try to meet the karma While the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma can't be beat You don't know your
D, put it in and be eas' and uh So what, come on, now some of y'all people Might know me from my wallabies Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial
, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's In the house, put the record on replay [Ghostface Killah] Colorful kicks and my closet
on my feet And double deuces on da Chevy 3's company the double 4's on my belly 5 hot amps speakers shake like jelly So many wires in my trunk look like
me no additives, no sedatives Or preservatives, or repetitive Rhetoric you give, just let it live Yet my head is poundin' I'm dealin' with this load on my
tylonols the voices yellin from down the hall Im losin it mental abusin it my car crashed when i was cruisin it Cus i dropped my mountain dews in it My
control Edge of depression Broken the seal No need for compression Roll the karma wheel Nothing can heal Roll that karma wheel Roll that karma wheel Roll that karma wheel Yeah, that karma
like to hate you 'cause I do hell, oh yes I do Crash bang boomerang,Karma karma boomerang Crash bang boomerang, Karma karma boomerang Crash bang boomerang, Karma karma
got is this damn song (and if you cross your heart) So i can feel, but i cant touch You said my love was a bit too much (i wont deny it) Broke my heart
my lack of reason Give me back my sense of humor Blow like cyclone my second wind Blow like typhoon my second wind Blow like tempest my second wind
My dad came into my room holdin' his hat I knew he was leavin' He sat on my bed told me some facts Son, "I have a duty, callin' on me You and your sister
Blood scrawled over its mangled flesh like jazz Stuffed into an over sized record bag Tuba lips swollen beyond recognition Diamond-studded teeth strewn like rice at Karma
