you could rest and feel at home Now, tired of walking You've started to run Passing everything by But at least you're having fun Good karma, bad karma
Traduzione: DRI. Karma.
and fax. F is for follicle, fatty cell and fax. G is for grotesque, gross and glockenspiel H is for hernia, hemmorhoids (I hope they heal). I is for
I bounce around the city like I was a personal cheque, see I'm only running with niggas catching dayroom wreck, B Keeping it real with appeal, I gets filthy like I
clue that I'm coming to you tonight She told me if I ever sneak she'd know But she doesn't even know where I go So like a fool to please my ego I knocked
butts, dancin, what [HOOK:] I'm a African I'm a African, uhh And I know what's happenin I'm a African I'm a African, uhh And I know what's happenin You
New Me, Cool, See I Never Get Around If I Dont Change Now I Dont Think I'll Ever Settle Down Even If I Gotta Travel A Bit I'll Go Around The World And
around She caught me by surprise and I (I never thought I'd be the one breaking down) I can't figure it out why [Chorus - Usher] I'm so - caught up
don't know it's just your karma catching upcause I'm a Drama Setter [Tony Yayo:] I'll poke you man I'm Riker's Island Pokemon I got c.note's bringin
1:] Pink champagne and blood spill as I count my next mill Frauds ballin' out with counterfeits I counter that with real D-O-Double L-A-R, S Class chrome
vocab' est catastrophique. Mon couplet a une cape. C'est un cabriolet, il casse des culs. D 16S64 J'decuple les deces d'MC, tant de CD m'on decu en
death before dishonor I ain't doubted When I got grounded by my momma I pouted And when I hit that first shot of Vodka I downed it Now I keep a pistol
gentlemen.. [Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard] Yo, turn this shit up, man Turn the mics open.. turn the mic up, man I want.. I want the mic.. I want the mic
the bottle I won't sell I got a fear for god Ahh fuck it, just give me ?bout a giabar You fools talking karma, I laugh (ha ha ha ha ha) I ain't the one
s just a matter of time [Chorus] If I could puke in your mouth I?d gag myself all day I?d like to show you just how Rancid karma can taste I got my
hood Ay, I wish a mothafucka would D.C. and B-Boy, come into they hood Ay, I wish a mothafucka would I?m fly enough to fly away, trouble I don't shy
