Karma

I live the dramatized story of my own life, strife
Fight to survive day by day
Though minimum wage is like modern day slavery
Neither does crime really pay

No future, no past, in the moment of struggle
Just hustle supply and demand
Lost sight of the light at the end of the tunnel
The fine line is blurred between foe and friend

Don't put your teeth in the hand you eat from
Unless it feeds you lies
Don't be surprised if the cloth is see-through
Like wool over someone's eyes

As the government tries to capitalise
The guilty always denies
But I'll never give up the fight till I die
As long as my mother still cries

Time flies by when you have fun
Till a gun makes the clock stop ticking
And for the clocker that pulled the trigger
The plots keeps on thickening

Mo money, mo murder like AZ & Nas
Doe or die ain't nothing but true
Though so is the epitome of karma
When it finally catches up on you

Left clueless, don't know what to do
Confronted with your own reflection
Man, that red on the pavement
Sadly wasted time 4 sum aksion

One moment is furious anger and hatred
The next one is death
Too late to contemplate why it's yours
That rapidly slowing down, rattling breath