Now people say iand#8217;m jinxed.
I got some kind of voodoo hex.
Life is so complex.
Thereand#8217;s no telling what can happen next.
Life on the edge,
Fuels the sickness in my head.
It imbeds the type of thoughts
That got a lot of brothers dead.
The smarter brother knows
To keep his foes close.
And iand#8217;m the type of brother
Thatand#8217;s smarter than most.
A cold hearted overdose
Of lyrical antidotes.
The cure to make sure
My karma canand#8217;t take me down.
Up to the same old tricks.
I wonder if iand#8217;ll stick around.
Is a penny really lucky
If you find it on the ground?
Whatand#8217;s the problem with this town?
I canand#8217;t figure it out.
My karmaand#8217;s crashing down
In the form of a black cloud.
Chorus:
Iand#8217;ve got a little black cloud
That follows me.
Everywhere i go,
It takes over me.
(x2)
Iand#8217;m sick.
Iand#8217;ve got a real ill disposition.
My intentions are pure
But thereand#8217;s a cure for my condition.
My decisions
Put me in the wrong positions.
Chasing pipe dreams
Of fame and recognition.
The epic.
Not only a name,
A definition.
My game remains no matter the pain.
I stay the charmer.
The don of karma.
I navigate it like the dalai lama
I ainand#8217;t a saint.
But iand#8217;ve got joi de vie
And iand#8217;m the one to blame
If the cloud rains on me.
I canand#8217;t complain about it
Or even let regret
Provoke the energy it takes
For me to get upset.
A bad boy since birth
So i canand#8217;t forget
What goes around
Comes around
And it ainand#8217;t got me yet.
Iand#8217;ve gotten wise in my age
And tamed the threat of my rage.
Iand#8217;ve got a lot to learn
And iand#8217;ve got money to spend.
To pretend is reaping more
Than sewing ever could mend.
Chorus
Trade my torches for a dime
The pressureand#8217;s fading away now
Black cloudand#8217;s lifted for the light
The pressureand#8217;s fading away now.
A thousand cigarettes
Wonand#8217;t change the way we feel.
The pressureand#8217;s fading now
Can you bare the thought of knowing truth?
Knowing truth.
I was rapping in the rain,
Hoping that my luck would change.
And if thereand#8217;s any truth
To all those old sayings.
Cuz if i killed a spider,
Would my house catch on fire?
If i walked under a ladder
Would it matter?
I tend to laugh
When black cats cross my path.
Break mirrors in half
Just to test the aftermath
Now here comes rain.
I project my pain.
Trying to make sense
Of these crazy things.
Iand#8217;m a diamond in the rough.
Could i suffer enough?
Iand#8217;m getting high for a living,
Not giving a fuck.
These hard times got me stuck.
Stuck in a jam
Iand#8217;m the monkey on your back
And the crack in the dam.
Disastrous
Took time to master this.
And the past
Is just a map to capture this.
In the darkness.
Iand#8217;m forced to adapt to this.
I would change the past
If i could have one wish.
