Karma - Nappy Roots

May the Lord bless the child that can hold his own in this day in time

And waits for no man or the wo-man, sun rise;

starts to 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’ma grind;

never mind how my neighbor flips a dime into a dollar

Says the scholar from the school of hard livin

Play the cards I was given from the dealer, with a smile

Take a swallow from the Coke and then I mix it with the Crown

So 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

Karmaaaa

It’ll catch up wit’chu one day, you can ask your Mamaaaaaa

She’ll say «What goes around comes back"because there’s no honoooor;

Amongst theives, gotta shake the leaves and empty your armoiiiir

Because karma is a bitch, and every bitch loves dramaaaaaa

Now we’ve been in this game for ten years makin rap tunes

Ever since rappers was hollerin 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 ya 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'

Help them my kinfolk, it came back ten-fold

What goes around comes around, it’ll catch up

When ya least expect it, please accept that that’s just

Karmaaaa

It’ll catch up wit’chu one day, you can ask your Mamaaaaaa

She’ll say «What goes around comes back"because there’s no honoooor

Amongst theives, gotta shake the leaves and empty your armoiiiir

Because karma is a bitch, and every bitch loves dramaaaaaa

Simple veto, right out of a Bible bill

Prayer sayer, look at what the Bible left

Slum, heavy-set, row ton

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

Yo hood is my hood, my hood and yo hood, so we all hood

But it’s all about the next step, puff pass golf

The next breath, get it in and that’s that

Answer to the prayers of my grand dad

Runnin through these Billie Jeans

Still Michael Jackson bad

Karmaaaa

It’ll catch up wit’chu one day, you can ask your Mamaaaaaa

She’ll say «What goes around comes back"because there’s no honoooor

Amongst theives, gotta shake the leaves and empty your armoiiiir

Because karma is a bitch, and every bitch loves dramaaaaaa