67 - Karma lyrics
Intro: R6 and PR SAD] I heard dissin' the deads bad karma We don't believe in karma When man's dead they're gonna diss man harder For all the yutes we bored and blast up Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers Glocks with lasers, stens that's quakin' We gotta hide our faces cah' we make unknown corpses famous [Chorus: R6 and PR SAD] I heard dissin' the deads bad karma We don't believe in karma When man's dead they're gonna diss man harder For all the yutes we borеd and blast up Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers Glocks with lasеrs, stens that's quakin' We gotta hide our faces cah' we make unknown corpses famous I heard dissin' the deads bad karma We don't believe in karma When man's dead they're gonna diss man harder For all the yutes we bored and blast up Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers Glocks with lasers, stens that's quakin' We gotta hide our faces cah' we make unknown corpses famous [Verse 1: PR SAD] Ay, Rage, they say they don't dance but *** got fried in his nose in a party TC first in the ride not [?] Spot 'em and drop 'em, don't question the army Four door truck, no car key Push-to-start, new dingers are classy *** got kwenged in his face so it's nasty *** got splashed in his cheek, don't ask me ‘019 when the gangdem cleaned up 3 of them boys with Jesus Speechless, now they gotta ride for them eediats Point blank settings when *** got seasoned *** got kweffed and splashed Next time we might just leave him They don't like beef, they're part time vegans They only step when we give them reasons Hold my breath, now I gotta focus You ain't slapped a yute with a car in motion Real life gun boy, still do soakings It jammed on *** so we jumped out and poked him Original like when Sainsbury's [?] On top times, left the rotty in Oakland Them yutes are bogus Dead mates on pendants, that ain't even frozen [Verse 2: R6] The streets they wanna hear violence Me, I'm duckin' from Trident Tension's high cah we ride in silence Bruckback and the spin when ridin', ridin' Bro said we do him, due timin' I dunno about him but I'm fully on my ting I wanna go now, I wanna bloodclart find him Two large corn, come big like Simon I ain't been shot, why the paigons lyin'? Old school pushbike days with Djang LPG when you was cyclin' **** held two big corn, was smilin' Ay ***, what happened that day when we came with two waps and they weren't firin'? He got dipped like the boy was a migrant *** got splashed, same with ****, same with *** *** got blasted, now his army's flat like China I done *** wearin' designer, still never burned that one it's a minor I was locked in the cage like a tiger Why do them man love cyber? [Chorus: R6 and PR SAD] I heard dissin' the deads bad karma We don't believe in karma When man's dead they're gonna diss man harder For all the yutes we bored and blast up Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers Glocks with lasers, stens that's quakin' We gotta hide our faces cah' we make unknown corpses famous I heard dissin' the deads bad karma We don't believe in karma When man's dead they're gonna diss man harder For all the yutes we bored and blast up Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers Glocks with lasers, stens that's quakin' We gotta hide our faces cah' we make unknown corpses famous [Outro: R6 and PR SAD] I heard dissin' the deads bad karma We don't believe in karma When man's dead they're gonna diss man harder For all the yutes we bored and blast up Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers Glocks with lasers, stens that's quakin' We gotta hide our faces cah' we make unknown corpses famous Ay Mizzy, turn me up