1000 Paper Cranes

INTRO: Hated my stepmother so bad: The Summer of 4th grade I tried to make all day 1000 paper cranes So I could make a wish to get rid off that bitch Oh. Oh. how I wished for that day Verse 1: Didn't even get to 200 Never got t' finish it She threw them all away But Kharma doesn't need no origami To execute justice when injustice in the way You fucked up bitch, 1000 paper cranes Verse 2: In the end of the day I didn't need to wish For you to go away You'd act like the victim, Yet called me pathetic Always a hypocrite, forever apathetic Said I lied, when the reverse was true But now it's all over, go back to Peru And i don't know what to say now that I'm finally free I guess the truth is, all I want Is a fucking apology But don't you see bitch, don't u see? 1000 apologies can't make it up to me 930 paper cranes never got made I am Kharma, coming to collect What you haven't paid Verse 3: Truth and justice, so just trust this If lies showed up on a heat scanner You'd be red. Cuz u lied like a bed Made me into something I'm not; 1000 paper cranes Amidst my thoughts A caged fucking bird Not able to sing his damn song Only he heard his words 1000 paper cranes On the dresser top Gone and long lost Or Am I fucking wrong? 1000 Paper Cranes 1000 Paper Cranes 1000 Paper Cranes 1000 Paper Cranes