1200 Techniques - Karma
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| Band name | 1200 Techniques |
| Song name | Karma |
| Tab type | Lyrics |
| Added | 10/16/2009 |
| Size | 1.91 kb |
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[Prolouge]
Karma
What goes around comes around right? (right)
How you treat people is how they treat you back
Disrespect them or knock them
They gonna slap you back (yeh)
Sometimes it hurts
And that's bad karma
Watch out for it
[Chorus]
How am I supposed to live in a world full of negatives
How am I supposed to love in a world full of push and shove
How am I supposed to breathe in a world full of lust and greed
Well I guess I'll have to live day to day
And pray to god that'll I'll be ok, ay ay
[Verse 1]
These fat raps think they fit like they The Iron Man
I got the iron tounge and the iron hand
I make the final stand
The final showdowns come round and hit ya
As I throw down my gauntlet so switch the picture
If ya, look in the mirror you bound to get a reflection
Like with every action there is a reaction
With your, dodgy actions you causing negative drama
And if you know gods law you best watch for karma
Now I'm a bomb ya
Running your traps like tacks
You think you floating on the cream
You and your rat pack
While I'm take that thought back now lets dwell
How I should lock you like jail cells so we can exhale
I'm a bull and (you's a matador)
I'm seeing red (You outta swords)
I'm a target like (Dartsboards)
You floating in space like astronauts
I started off last but now I'm first while ya shakin I cut off like
Umbilicals at birth
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I look around the city and it's all such a pity
Everybody trying to be pretty don't care for nitty gritty
I look around the block nobody's playing hopscotch
They're too busy on the internet surfing that rap
[Verse 3]
Just converse kind of