Karma

[Verse 1: Ghetts] I caught him slipping, walking not whipping Pretty little lightie on his arm with some extraordinary titties I've been tryna catch this nigger for nine months Now I actually gwan kill him I'm fired up Could you imagine the feeling in my gut? Eyes shut, now imagine the feeling in my gut I ain't even angry again, its just the principle Surrounded by a bunch of your friends, you feel invincible Tell me why you have to pretend, its despicable If your wife had any sense, she'd leave you miserable You'll have all the facts by the end, the visual This prick held a strap to my head, its a miracle That man isn't dead or in a condition that's critical Shoulda banged it instead and kept the talking to a minimal Now I'm low in the back of a Benz, keeping it digital Both hands on this game, like its difficult That's in the back of my head, am I the killing sort? Na but its about the revenge, I wanna kill em all Plus man are like 'What happened to Ghetts?', its the ridicule Can't let this happen again, its pitiful Even man in the pen wouldn't know if its real or if its trivial Well this is it, straight forward, no subliminal's I told the driver to follow him Balaclava because I'm a guy with a following Smoking marijuana before I body him Then I caught a glimpse in the rear view Its looking like some undercover's have appeared to But I could be paranoid, and scared too And that's a bad combination The same combination had me back on probation for a crime less serious A murders 25 and up dead serious And I ain't trying to be a lifer blood, I'm experienced That's why I know the Fed's when I see em Undercover or not, that's Fed's in the BM Take the next left I got weapons like I'm Korean Look, this is a situation I don't wanna be in The next door I see I hope its me putting the key in Okay, left right left and they're still behind They ain't dressed like Fed's but I can feel the vibe Now I'm analysing my options Cos often there ain't a problem they be following just to kill some time Fuck that! Man are still looking for an escape route My actions are based on whatever they do Calm until they be sounding the alarms Na cos by then they'll be surrounding the car Wha' gwarn its time for my decision Time to disappear like I is a magician My driver in position, wheels spinning away and causing a cyclist collision Sirens in my ears blue lights in my vision Pedal to the metal now we're losing them Can just about see em in my view again Sliding and skidding, try to move it like a hooligan Go in a long time in prison Looking around I can't see the coppers now Better park up before they send the chopper out I'm hopping out cautious Got a link nearby so I'm hiding my Glock around Georgia's 2 minute walk, or a 30 second run Me and my driver go our separate ways, lesson one Check it done, it don't make sense if he comes This way there's less chance of getting sprung So I'm running to her house, asthmatic n all I'm running out of breathe, but ain't panicking I'm cool Na I'm lying 1 strap, 4 shells, so I'm ringing off her doorbell The poor girl Anybody would be naturally appalled But its urgent B, its a rassclart emergency And I'm a man that needs support So open up the door and be mad at me in the hall Now I'm inside and I can't believe my eyes Oh my eyes have never lied I seeing the guy that coulda been the reason I had died And he's shocked to see me, still he's reaching for his 9 But you know I got my heater its on So I draw for it and I ain't hitting doors with it Wall to the floor with it I'm 100 percent sure with it Rakakakakakakakaka I've already won this war with it I let one go it hit his chest I let another go now I moving a bit possessed He moved out the way and that one hit his bitch instead Damn it! But when I'm handling a matic you'd be a fool to expect no collateral damage Now I'm running out the back door Jumping over fences The only thing going through my mind is a sentence Murderer, I'm in a worse position than I was in earlier Fuck