Karma Songtext
von Joe Blow

momma said i wouldn′t be sht, cuz my daddy wasn't
sht i′m a shooter, if i'm shot i knew i had it comin'
if the sucka ain′t outside, i′ma clap his youngin'
man ain′t never gave me sht, and i ain't ask for nothin′
so now i made it on my own, now i'm taxin′ suckas
when we slide you better ride, cuz i ain't gon' you comin′
sttch lips to the piggies if they ask you somethin′
sht i'm even holdin′ gas while my gas is pumpin' always first to hit the block, and i′m the last one from it
you gotta smash where i'm from, or you won′t last with money
all that fufu gon' get your ss lashed for nothin'
and i′m supplyin′ eastern youngins with some cash and buckets
year round it's funk season, sht don′t never die
just last week we shot it out more than 7 times
all these nggs say they in it, but don't never slide
any ngg say that he was with me, then he hlla lyin′


i'm gettin′ rich like the fact is
baby kay, on a shoe lace around my fat nig
two things i hate, is a snake and a fg btch
sucka ngg thought he had me lackin', but i had stick
i don't brag sht, but sht you see this gold on me
and still will tell a btch i′m broke and let me hold 40
i told homie, you′s a btch before you told on me
call my .44 pinocchio because the nose on it
when i'm flockin′ i'ma aim above the nose only
my brother would′ve been alive but nggs froze on him
i should've listened, nggs btches like my bro told me
we ever bmp head in traffic i′ma throw 40
from a semi-automic, shot is automatic
used to say that we was with the sht, now we just call it active
sht i'll sacrifice my life to make my daughter happy
i never wondered if i would die until my daughter asked me