[Intro]
[spoken, monotone, cold british accent]
He was up high...
Like a bird in the sky.....
And now...
[Pause]
He's dead on the pavement! Manna got duppied.
[Verse 1]
[fast triplet flow, sliding 808 drops]
Yeah, I slide on the G's, manna don't freeze, tell 'em just flee!
Talk about respect? You ain't earned no degrees on the streets!
Wanted to fly, now the mandem are broad day drilling, you see?
We play the game perfect, no lacking, we do it with glee!
You talk to the feds, talk about rules, but you ain't active in the field!
Nenn mich Karma, you pagan, you wasteman, your fate has been sealed!
I step in your ends, roll up on your block, Abrakadabra!
Chop him in two, now I'm seizing your food, taking your marihuana!
[Sarcastic Laugh]
But I don't even care, rolling a spliff – Hakuna Matata!
[Pre-Chorus]
[menacing cadence]
Yeah, yeah, for you I am Karma!
I'm g-checking your dad, 'cause he raised a fool, what a failure, no drama!
[Chorus]
[half-time melodic flow, heavy bass glides]
He was up high, trying to fly like a bird in the sky!
[Pause]
Now he lies on the floor!
Like the empty shells of the mash that brought him down from the sky!
[Sound Effect: Loud Gunshot]
[Verse 2]
[fast aggressive delivery, double-time]
On the phone he acts tough: "Send me the addy, I'm coming to glide!"
He thought he was brave, now he's drenched in his juice, nowhere to hide!
Sniffing lines, acting hard, but the skeng is loaded, let it ring! (Drraaa!)
Now he's fast asleep in the dirt, he didn't feel a thing!
Wanted to test me, talking 'bout shanks, coming with a vest on his chest!
But what is that vest gonna do when the wap puts your face to the test? (Drraaa!)
Call me Karma, bro, who laughs last, laughs the best!
[Pre-Chorus]
[menacing cadence]
Yeah, yeah, for you I am Karma!
I'm g-checking your dad, 'cause he raised a fool, what a failure, no drama!
[Chorus]
[half-time melodic flow, heavy bass glides]
He was up high, trying to fly like a bird in the sky!
[Pause]
Now he lies on the floor!
Like the empty shells of the mash that brought him down from the sky!
[Sound Effect: Loud Gunshot]
[Verse 3]
[skip-flow, highly aggressive]
What am I supposed to do but pack 'em? Karma, I promise, it's peak!
That was the last time he laughed, that neek was moving too cheeky!
He came with a crowd, till I lost my mind and let the blade splash!
How I hate these neeks, getting dropped in front of his mandem, a total crash!
Shut his mouth forever, he ain't making a sound!
This is the roads! Your hat is sitting sideways, but talk straight on the ground!
Or your nose gets broken!
My hitters don't wait, they just reload, you drecks-Maden!
[Sound Effect: Gunshot reload]
[[Chorus]
[half-time melodic flow, heavy bass glides]
He was up high, trying to fly like a bird in the sky!
[Pause]
Now he lies on the floor!
Like the empty shells of the mash that brought him down from the sky!
[Sound Effect: Loud Gunshot]
[Outro]
[beat fading out, haunting bells]
Yeah, yeah...
Down from The Sky.
Jovo