Karma

Back then I wasn't superstitious
I was focused on just getting bitches
13, skinny brown mother fucker never afraid
I was on my way to get laid
Well that was fun...
Sorry I gotta run
Skating on my way home after I was done
Almost getting home, it was 10 o'clock and I was all alone
A group of three, running towards me, plus one more that ran up behind me
One had a gun, the others had a knife
"Give me your shit or we're ending your life!"
I was confused, but yet still arrogant
I thought to myself, "I could take care of it"
Picked up my board and then I looked up
That's when I realized that I fucked up
A bat to the head and I went down
I can't believe this is happening in my own town
I got back up, but I was fucking limping
"I'm fucking dead" was what I kept thinking
"What's in your backpack?" that fucker said
Meanwhile I threw my knife at his leg
He shot his gun, and I start to run
The chase began
That was the fastest that I ever ran
13-year-old getting chased by a man
Wasting his ammo, he couldn't get me
Wondering why this shit happen to me?

It's Karma

It must be why I've been having bad luck
The consequences from not giving a fuck
Crude, rude, dude Karma is really out to get me
Got the urge to kill but my conscious won't let me
Got a peaceful streak so don't sweat me
You may think I'm fake, but you haven't even met me
Always waiting for bad shit to happen
You know I'm there when that shit is crackin
Versatile, shifting like a chameleon
I'll disregard Karma till I make a million
Money is the root to all my fucking troubles
Get in my way I'll make you start seeing double
Never mistake me for kind
Your teeth on the floor you will find
Accomplishing my goal is all in my mind
But the only thing stopping me is Karma



Credits
Writer(s): Joaquin Rodriguez Huerta
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