CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Thirteen
Everything that goes round comes back
Got you thinking why have I done that?
Now when you go out
Some guy got the chrome out to blow out
Your brains in a dumb trap
Act homophobic but some day
You’re gonna find out that your son gay
You wanna get involved with the gunplay
Now they’re shooting automatic weapons where your mum stay
It’s like that you dig?
Karma’s knocking right at your crib
Wanna f**k around? She might have your kid
You might crack the rubber, you might catch the HIV
Live by the gun you die by the gun
Slugs go fast so why try to run?
You were a nice guy to some
One false move and Bye Bye, you’re done!
There’s this b*t*h called karma
She be leaving grown men groaning
Crying in the corner
Don’t try take sh*t from her
She gon get her payback ASAP
Ten times harder
She’s calm, decisive
She’s cold, she’s always like this
Picture all the lifeless bullies shot by Columbine kids
Picture Boris talking sh*t before he caught the virus
Picture Weinstein doing life d**k rotting with hepatitis
Look look look look out yeah look out
Sometimes you should pull out
Sometimes you should worry bout the vibes that you put out
The fire you can’t put out, the lives that you took out could bounce back as a drive by at your cook out
I look out for any quarrel
Any friendly squabble could end me pronto
Watch for the bro trying to send me bottles
Cause Carlito’s karma was Benny Blanco
There’s this b*t*h called karma
She be leaving grown men groaning
Crying in the corner
Don’t try take sh*t from her
She gon get her payback ASAP
Ten times harder
Live by the gun you die by the gun (x4)
One false move and Bye Bye you’re done!
Got you thinking why have I done that?
Now when you go out
Some guy got the chrome out to blow out
Your brains in a dumb trap
Act homophobic but some day
You’re gonna find out that your son gay
You wanna get involved with the gunplay
Now they’re shooting automatic weapons where your mum stay
It’s like that you dig?
Karma’s knocking right at your crib
Wanna f**k around? She might have your kid
You might crack the rubber, you might catch the HIV
Live by the gun you die by the gun
Slugs go fast so why try to run?
You were a nice guy to some
One false move and Bye Bye, you’re done!
There’s this b*t*h called karma
She be leaving grown men groaning
Crying in the corner
Don’t try take sh*t from her
She gon get her payback ASAP
Ten times harder
She’s calm, decisive
She’s cold, she’s always like this
Picture all the lifeless bullies shot by Columbine kids
Picture Boris talking sh*t before he caught the virus
Picture Weinstein doing life d**k rotting with hepatitis
Look look look look out yeah look out
Sometimes you should pull out
Sometimes you should worry bout the vibes that you put out
The fire you can’t put out, the lives that you took out could bounce back as a drive by at your cook out
I look out for any quarrel
Any friendly squabble could end me pronto
Watch for the bro trying to send me bottles
Cause Carlito’s karma was Benny Blanco
There’s this b*t*h called karma
She be leaving grown men groaning
Crying in the corner
Don’t try take sh*t from her
She gon get her payback ASAP
Ten times harder
Live by the gun you die by the gun (x4)
One false move and Bye Bye you’re done!
