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Karma lyrics : "Locked Up (If I Get Locked Up Tonight Remix)"

I used to be a nice kid, bad i wasn't
hit my first pipe, got high, I liked the way I was buzzin
my moms was always suspicious of this

too many times I got pissed cause I found her flushin my %#@!
I turned into a little brat, lookin at me from far away
you would say I looked hooked on crack

by the way I spittin every second and grabbin my balls
hustlin in school halls, n gettin arrested
I robbed a 7/11 in '97, I was two

like gimme all your money, and some baby food
I'm $#&@in starvin, I'm ethiopian Marvin
pickin my own scabs for sustinence and now they all scarin

Lookin for me? I'm walkin into the bar, with a leather jacket on
and a sawed-off, hidden in the sleeve
I shoot the bartender, take my drink, leave 3 benjamins

and a dam quarter p of weed
I find the closest stripper, I hit her, with a whip to the face
two to the $$#, and some other places

with a second wait before each lash, throw a bit of powder glass
then I ask, baby, let me take you out to dinner
but now you can't see, I get a little sneaky, notice how there's still skin on that meat?

what's in your mouth? it's me
and this time, you better swallow every damn seed
in reality, i'm being generous, a charity

because (*##$es love to feed on any man with money
or celebrity status, they all shallow like ocean flats
and when you're broke, nothin left to smoke, no liquor to pour down your throat

their bags will be packed
Ain't no point in makin more friends, cause I got like 8
that I can really trust, all you other $#&@s, aquiantinces

it's easy for me to be @@#!y from behind a mic
but I'm down to fight tonight, my whole grade is !@#(!


Ch:
Cause if I get locked up tonight
It's probably cause I picked a fight (x2)


not aggressive but you get some shots in me
and a bottle of henney, i'm ready to rock (x1)


Don't be touchin made men round here
ain't safe to be sprayin when your mind ain't clear (x1)


V2) I take two forties of sailor jerrys, get hammed
start thinkin that I'm batman, like bruce almighty, $#&@ jim carey.

You wanna see something scary? check my documentary
my biography is named paranormal activity
I'm gettin sick of always walkin round pissed

that's why I drink, pop antihistamines, and slice my wrists
You probably think I'm jokin just to get a rise out ya'll
well watch me toss this baby off on overpass, it's quite a fall

Only reason I give a $#&@ is because I'm stuck
and I'm arrogant enough, that I just wanna show you up
take every one of you teeny little pop !@$)gots

turn the girls to !@#%s to $#&@ n suck, now that's a talent
Wanna tell me that my dream is somethin I can't catch?
Well I'll be right back, with a track for you !@$(s

and after that, I'll come find you on the street
try to de-motivate me, you gon get your $$# beat
Cut off your wifes feet, stick em in a pair of size 11 autographed nikes

with my name across the cleats
you $#&@in happy this happened cause you tried to verbally stab me
and you lost your teeth, couldn't chew ya beef

Everything to me is negative, and rain is sun
I ain't had a $#&@in day of fun, since my life begun
So you sneaky fools and tools, you better grab a gun or run

cause I ain't got nothin to lose, but you could a lose a son

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