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PEP LOVE lyrics : "Karma (The Snake Charmer)"

[Pep Love]

What? It's the money they want

To try to get up in the mixture
Things they do is unbelievable
The web is weaved of bull%#@!

Lies behind in disguise
Designed to deceive you
Forked tongues speak of fortune

Out of their grasp
For them to reach they would
Have to come out of the grass

Snakes and fakes tough breaks
And bodies found in lakes
Are one and the same and what makes

The world go round is game
Corruption in one hand
Cleanin the other without

Touchin a bit of filth
$#&@ that, shysty ^!$$%z
Get bucked at, the price

Be the rigors of life
And I love that
But some of you want to

Take the route that's easy
Break in ya best friend's house
To try to get him for his G's

Cause you know where
He leaves the keys
To the safe and it ain't safe

When you $#&@in with these

[Partially comprehensible Major Terror verse]


[Pep Love]


[Chorus x2:]

Hey yo we stay honest

Won't make a fake promise
Pay homage to truth
And never stray from it

We make armor
Never mistake honor
Dance to the tune

Of the snake charmer

If you snooze, you lose

The serpent is lurkin
Watch his every move
Then swiftly usurp him

Snatch him out of his skin
Don't let him surprise ya
Smile in your face then

Try to sabotage ya project
Shifty, shady
It ain't $#&@in with me

I see him out the corner of my eyes
Trying to get me but I'm wise
To the ways of the wicked

And it get to be a damn shame
When I pull the ticket of an infidel
Gafflers get their hands chopped

At the wrist, life at risk
And their plans got rearranged
Messing with my money is dangerous

Shots shatter ya blood clots
Scattering like mice
Whenever ya ways is shyste

I raise the price to puzzle em
And put em on ice
Can't even look me in my eyes

And acknowledge respect
Now his every gesture and posture
I'mma dissect

Until he break in a cold sweat
Cause he been doing this
Since the days of Judas
And ain't switched his ways yet
A snitch, co-conspirator

A broken spirit, a (*##$
No consideration gets displayed
For this occasion, pistols blaze
When we catch him red-handed
This instantaneous

Reaction get passionate
The head of the snake I take
And throw it in the basket

[Chorus x3]


Fake mother$#&@ers
Duck us and cut corners
Talk about ya behind your back
And make promises

They just can't keep
So you just can't sleep
Look alive and alert
Cause they will connive
To put a hurtin on ya
Convertin ya input to output

Even when you try to live
With a positive outlook about
People the evil will still find ya
Creep up behind ya
Stab you in your back to remind ya
That it exists, and pull a twist
Fadangled and strangled

Ya wish it wasn't like this
But frontin is just the thing
People like to do
When they have not a clue
If the lies are true
We rise to the occasion
And blaze em

My faith is never tested
I know that I'm blessed, praisin
My essence of being
I've been through the ranks
Of snakes and hideous things
For goodness sakes


[Chorus x2: fading]

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