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Karma What goes around comes around right? (Right) How you treat people is how they treat you back Disrespect them or knock them They're gonna slap you back (Yeah) Sometimes it hurts and that's Bad karma, watch out for it
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 okay-ay-ay
These fat rats think they fit like they the Iron Man I got the iron tongue and the iron hand, I'll make the final stand The final showdowns come round and hit ya As I throw down my gauntlet to switch the picture If ya look in the mirror, you're bound to get a reflection Like with every action, there is a reaction With your dodgy actions, you're causing negative drama And if you know God's law, you best watch for karma Now I'ma bomb ya, running your traps like tacks You think you're floating on the cream, you and your rat pack Well I'm take that, thought back, now let's 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 sorts I'm a target like darts boards, you floating in space like astronauts I started off last but now I'm first While you're shaking, I cut off like umbilicals at birth
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 okay-ay-ay
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 to busy on the internet surfing that rock Just converse kind of rude, like 'So what you trying to prove, mate?' I say, 'Nothing, I'm just tryna build the feeling, not live like you' I got plans to take this city up to Senate As life's one big race and I want all entries to win it If you're not with it like quitters, then get out of my face You got no place in my grace with your grimace You're a disgrace with a sire, you need to recon through your fire And look higher, higher! (Look around) I got sounds that help you get down, so you can get up And avoid them stinking rats that get me fed up Yeah, they make me wanna throw up, they gotta grow up Or they'll be feeling abandoned while I'll be sailing like Noah
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 okay-ay-ay
Melbourne Sydney To Brisbane And Darwin To Perth Adelaide Tassie And all across the O-Z-Z-I-E
Picture I'm the boulder, it's time to roll I will continue like part two with no to and fro Aiming at infinity, start a nasty road Had to leave the poor luck souls before they fall, so I got the key to the door and I'm searching for the keyhole And I unlock the door, I bring new love to my people Unlike these fickle fanatics that wanna cause death Cut hopes late, praying we fall to hell's depth As I watch and see all our progress regress As what goes up comes down, nevertheless We stung by the horror, cold hearts with armour Boomerang effect as we all face our karma
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 okay-ay-ay
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