[Heavy UK Drill Intro]
Guh!
Drrrrra, Pam!
Yeah, it’s Karma.
Listen...
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I shoot at opps, step on the strip, make 'em run, yeah, run run,
Don’t talk ‘bout respect, you ain't earned none, son, you're dumb, yeah really dumb,
Wanted to fly high, now you're sky high, smoke in your lungs, yeah
We play the game perfect, active, we don't do this for fun, yeah
Call me Karma, you bastard, you talk too much on the net
Now I'm pullin' up in your ends, active, direct
Make your pack disappear, abracadabra, no stress
Rollin' a spliff, light up the loud, man, time to progress.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah yeah, I’m Karma for you
I'll slap your dad up 'cause he raised a failure, man, fuck you.
[Chorus]
He was up top, now he's dropped to the floor
Like the empty casings we left by the door
Bullets pulled him down from the sky, now he's gone
Drrrrra, bang, man it's done.
[Verse 2]
On the phone he’s actin’ bad, “Send the addy”, I’m slidin’
Man had heart, now he’s drenchin’ in blood, no hidin’
Snortin’ lines, actin’ live, but the kettle is fryin’
Drrrrr!
You didn’t see it comin’, bally on, now the boy is dyin’
He tried to test me, tried to splash, pulled up in a vest
But what's the point of a vest, if it can't save your face and your chest? drrrrrr
Call me Karma, put man in his place, delete the rest.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah yeah, I’m Karma for you
I'll slap your dad up 'cause he raised a failure, man, fuck you.
[Chorus]
He was up top, now he's dropped to the floor
Like the empty casings we left by the door
Bullets pulled him down from the sky, now he's gone
Drrrrra, bang, man it's done.
[Bridge]
[Beat Drop]
[Whispered Vocals]
Karma...
Yeah, you can't run from the karma...
Don't test the mandem.
No way. No, No, way
Drrrrra...
[Chorus]
He was up top, now he's dropped to the floor
Like the empty casings we left by the door
Bullets pulled him down from the sky, now he's gone
Drrrrra, bang, man it's done.
[Outro]
[Instrumental Fade Out]
Man it's done.
Guh.
[End]
[male aggressive vocals, adlibs]
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