Now people say I'm jinxed.
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I got some kind of voodoo hex.
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Life is so complex.
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There's no telling what can happen next.
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Life on the edge,
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Fuels the sickness in my head.
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It imbeds the type of thoughts
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That got a lot of brothers dead.
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The smarter brother knows
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To keep his foes close.
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And I'm the type of brother
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That's smarter than most.
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A cold hearted overdose
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Of lyrical antidotes.
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The cure to make sure
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My karma can't take me down.
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Up to the same old tricks.
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I wonder if I'll stick around.
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Is a penny really lucky
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If you find it on the ground?
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What's the problem with this town?
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I can't figure it out.
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My karma's crashing down
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In the form of a black cloud.
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[CHORUS:]
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I've got a little black cloud
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That follows me.
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Everywhere I go,
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It takes over me.
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[X2]
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I'm sick.
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I've got a real ill disposition.
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My intentions are pure
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But there's a cure for my condition.
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My decisions
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Put me in the wrong positions.
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Chasing pipe dreams
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Of fame and recognition.
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The Epic.
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Not only a name,
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A definition.
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My game remains no matter the pain.
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I stay the charmer.
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The Don of Karma.
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I navigate it like the Dalai Lama
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I ain't a saint.
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But I've got Joi de vie
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And I'm the one to blame
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If the cloud rains on me.
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I can't complain about it
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Or even let regret
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Provoke the energy it takes
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For me to get upset.
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A bad boy since birth
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So I can't forget
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What goes around
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Comes around
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And it ain't got me yet.
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I've gotten wise in my age
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And tamed the threat of my rage.
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I've got a lot to learn
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And I've got money to spend.
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To pretend is reaping more
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Than sewing ever could mend.
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[CHORUS]
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Trade my torches for a dime
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The pressure's fading away now
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Black cloud's lifted for the light
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The pressure's fading away now.
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A thousand cigarettes
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Won't change the way we feel.
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The pressure's fading now
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Can you bare the thought of knowing truth?
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Knowing truth.
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I was rapping in the rain,
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Hoping that my luck would change.
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And if there's any truth
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To all those old sayings.
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Cuz if I killed a spider,
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Would my house catch on fire?
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If I walked under a ladder
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Would it matter?
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I tend to laugh
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When black cats cross my path.
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Break mirrors in half
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Just to test the aftermath
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Now here comes rain.
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I project my pain.
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Trying to make sense
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Of these crazy things.
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I'm a diamond in the rough.
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Could I suffer enough?
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I'm getting high for a living,
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Not giving a fuck.
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These hard times got me stuck.
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Stuck in a jam
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I'm the monkey on your back
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And the crack in the dam.
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Disastrous
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Took time to master this.
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And the past
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Is just a map to capture this.
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In the darkness.
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I'm forced to adapt to this.
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I would change the past
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If I could have one wish.
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Black Cloud
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| Crazy Town |
