Karma Songtext
von Nappy Roots

May the Lord bless the child
That can hold his own in this day and time
And waits for no man or the woman
Sunrise starts the grind
And the early cat eats the bird
That gets the worm
We find the results always stay the same
Nine out of ten tries
I′mma grind, nevermind
How my neighbor flips a dime
Into a dollar, says the scholar
From the school of hard livin' Played the cards I was given
From the dealer with the smile
Take a swallow from the coke
And then I mix it with the Crown
Some surprised I′m still alive
Doin' fine instead of crime
I got off easy as a kid
But this karma is a bitch
You reap what you sow
Niggas better learn to stitch
On the search for extra dollars
One thing you can't forget


Karma
It′ll catch up with you one day
You can ask your mama
She′ll say what goes around comes back
Because there's no honor
Amongst thieves
Gotta shake the leaves
And empty your armoire
Because karma is a bitch
And every bitch loves drama

Now we been in this game for ten years
Makin′ rap tunes
Ever since rappers was hollering "Cash rules"
Before it was cool to have all these tattoos
You put out negative energy
You get bad news
You hang with positive people
You win mo'
Never throw the first stone
You might miss your window
Damn near sold my soul
That′s too much info
Booked some overpriced shows
That I ain't make a cent fo′
Finances in limbo
Have my own family to fend fo'
Helped out my kinfolk
It came back tenfold
What goes around comes around
It'll catch up
When you least suspect it
Please accept it
That′s just...

Karma
It′ll catch up with you one day
You can ask your mama
She'll say what goes around comes back
Because there′s no honor
Amongst thieves
Gotta shake the leaves
And empty your armoire
Because karma is a bitch
And every bitch loves drama

Simple Vito
Right out of a bible belt
Prayer sayer
Look at what the Bible left
Slum, heavyset, rotund
Do the work, then you know it's gon′ come
Feel good, call life good
Great day cause the night good
What I say when it write good
Your hood is my hood
My hood is your hood
So we all hood
But it's all about the next step
Puff, pass, cough
The next breath
Get it in and that′s that
Answer to the prayers of my granddad
Runnin' through these Billie Jeans
Still Michael Jackson bad

Karma
It'll catch up with you one day
You can ask your mama
She′ll say what goes around comes back
Because there′s no honor
Amongst thieves
Gotta shake the leaves
And empty your armoire
Because karma is a bitch
And every bitch loves drama