Karma Lyrics

Put it up

Fuck it up (fuck it up)

Let it pop (Let pop, pop)

Careful what you say

Karma like a bitch

Shots back at you

Like a rubberband

Don’t believe what you see (ah)

Now you’re in way too deep (ah)

The hand that you bite had the upper hand (ah)

Karma kills you quicker than the reeper can (ah)

Ha Don’t believe what you see (ah)

Ha Karma come in your sleep (ah)

Make room for the queen of Hindustan

Standup for the Daughter of the King

Bloodshed, leakout

If the play called, then get difficult

Third world mentality. Lethal we be serious

No compromise the loyalty over the TV watch

Fuck everything bleed breathe

ain’t at peace with us

All propaganda we do see we just keep it hush

Still find it hard to sleep off them

dreams of the Taj Mahal

Lost hearts, runn’in

Seeking peace, in these wicked streets

China got the whole world Locked in key

What that really mean?

Bombs over jungles

run to temples pray to Hanuman

Karmas all around us

Burn to ashes

Turn us back to dust

Careful what you say

Karma like a bitch

Shots back at you

Like a rubber band

Don’t believe what you see (ah)

Now you’re in way too deep (ah)

The hand that you bite had the upper hand (ah)

Karma kills you quicker than the reeper can (ah)

Ha Don’t believe what you see (ah)

Ha Karma come in your sleep (ah)

Put it up

Fuck it up (fuck it up)

Let it pop (Let pop, pop)

One, One, One

That’s the date that this all begun

There were challenges

roadblocks, and now what bitch?

We on

I see a fall coming on

Like the fall, of Genghis Khan

I’m refusing to let ‘em eat

Act like its Ramaddan

Come’in in threes, hundred ten degrees

Still they don’t believe, what they see

Wu Tang killa be, sent from overseas

What is beef?

When you lookin in the eye of

RA-JAH

God, keeps scales in balance

That’s the law of karma

Pretty Pompeii didn’t listen

What they say? It’s too late

Watch the risk you take

Sit and meditate

I educate

Nothing’s new that’s been created under the sun

Out of seven billion there is only one

Careful what you say

Karma like a bitch

Shots back at you

Like a rubberband.

Don’t believe what you see (ah)

Now you’re in way too deep (ah)

The hand that you bite had the upper hand (ah)

Karma kills you quicker than the reeper can (ah)

Ha Don’t believe what you see (ah)

Ha Karma come in your sleep (ah)

Make room for the queen of Hindustan

Standup for the Daughter of the King