Javion Bishop - Karma Lyrics

If I said I was possessed at 18 would you believe
Before I left the trenches and graduated from thieves
My Ralph Lauren wallet had washed up at George Washington
Carver High parking lot took my birthday money my momma had
Saved to give me, I figured that really made me a monster
A firm believer in Karma, so now I live how I oughta been
Red leather upholstery for every mile I was walking and
2 gold Cuban robes for them suicides that I fought against
I kicked the chair and I was born again suspended in mid air
I'm on my Midas Run I feel like Fred Astaire
I feel like Frank I built a stair and climbed it to success
I met my niggas there
It's feeling like the booth is the electric chair
Somebody dying every time I step inside it
Murder murder murder kill em kill em
That's what Pac had taught me
Back when I was strapped up the in backseat and
My pops was driving, now I'm strapping up a loaded clip
My pen is lethal Javi never miss
I kill the weak and heal the sick through speakers this is medicine
It's 14 dosages of potent shit
I wrote this shit with blood as ink I been beheading shit
I'm quick to gut a nigga like the revenant
I need an exercism call the doctor ring the reverend
I'm better than whoever
We ain't never been the niggas you should bet against
I set the record then I tried to coach you boys to break it
But you never did
Cause every pitch I threw em they would swing and miss
They never show progression now they on the bench
The King is back I evolved to the God Status
I just show up to the game and I shoot I don't need practice
I'll gather your favorite rapper see misery love me
I'm the massacre true as ever Nokukashi's last breath has passed
I'm on ya ass like a middle school roast session
I gotta get it I never been one to let folks tell me
I can and can't do whatever I do what the fuck I want
Imma ball regardless I don't give a fuck what the coach tell me
If I say I'm the greatest rapper alive would you oblige
With classic after classic I've proven it every time
Consistent as it gets with my lyricism, impressive
And in addition I fully developed my story telling
My first tape was a tale of a young boy wit depression
Slipping into manhood gripping onto my adolescence
A broken heart and conscious that weighed on me twice as heavy
As any burden I knew from my past I was made to carry
3rd tape was the prequel the father to what I'm authoring
Now I was exploring my sound giving you options
And stepping into my pen and the power i can pull out of it
The Brownskinned Boy was born with a crown of thorns
A king, I left it all on the pages and different places
I recorded cause I couldn't come home stuck in the A
And it snowed I never felt so cold, I was afraid
And alone I felt forsaken like god made a mistake
When he dealt me my Karma
I took the cards and wrote that shit into every song I
Put on the tape 64 minutes of all of my trauma
I still remember when I let that shit play for my momma
We cried together in that car on the way back to Austin
I made her proud that's all that mattered to me in the moment
I made an album full of pain to give people my story
And then I did that shit again when I gave you IM//MORTAL
I don't have nothin else to say

If I said I was possessed at 18 would you believe
Before I left the trenches and graduated from thieves
My Ralph Lauren wallet had washed up at George Washington
Carver High parking lot took my birthday money my momma had
Saved to give me, I figured that really made me a monster
A firm believer in Karma, so now I live how I oughta been
Red leather upholstery for every mile I was walking and
2 gold Cuban robes for them suicides that I fought against
I kicked the chair and I was born again suspended in mid air
I'm on my Midas Run I feel like Fred Astaire
I feel like Frank I built a stair and climbed it to success
I met my niggas there
It's feeling like the booth is the electric chair
Somebody dying every time I step inside it
Murder murder murder kill em kill em
That's what Pac had taught me
Back when I was strapped up the in backseat and
My pops was driving, now I'm strapping up a loaded clip
My pen is lethal Javi never miss
I kill the weak and heal the sick through speakers this is medicine
It's 14 dosages of potent shit
I wrote this shit with blood as ink I been beheading shit
I'm quick to gut a nigga like the revenant
I need an exercism call the doctor ring the reverend
I'm better than whoever
We ain't never been the niggas you should bet against
I set the record then I tried to coach you boys to break it
But you never did
Cause every pitch I threw em they would swing and miss
They never show progression now they on the bench
The King is back I evolved to the God Status
I just show up to the game and I shoot I don't need practice
I'll gather your favorite rapper see misery love me
I'm the massacre true as ever Nokukashi's last breath has passed
I'm on ya ass like a middle school roast session
I gotta get it I never been one to let folks tell me
I can and can't do whatever I do what the fuck I want
Imma ball regardless I don't give a fuck what the coach tell me
If I say I'm the greatest rapper alive would you oblige
With classic after classic I've proven it every time
Consistent as it gets with my lyricism, impressive
And in addition I fully developed my story telling
My first tape was a tale of a young boy wit depression
Slipping into manhood gripping onto my adolescence
A broken heart and conscious that weighed on me twice as heavy
As any burden I knew from my past I was made to carry
3rd tape was the prequel the father to what I'm authoring
Now I was exploring my sound giving you options
And stepping into my pen and the power i can pull out of it
The Brownskinned Boy was born with a crown of thorns
A king, I left it all on the pages and different places
I recorded cause I couldn't come home stuck in the A
And it snowed I never felt so cold, I was afraid
And alone I felt forsaken like god made a mistake
When he dealt me my Karma
I took the cards and wrote that shit into every song I
Put on the tape 64 minutes of all of my trauma
I still remember when I let that shit play for my momma
We cried together in that car on the way back to Austin
I made her proud that's all that mattered to me in the moment
I made an album full of pain to give people my story
And then I did that shit again when I gave you IM//MORTAL
I don't have nothin else to say