[Verse 1: Shifty Shellshock]
Now people say I'm jinxed, I got some kind of voodoo hex
Life is so complex, there's no telling what can happen next
Life on the edge fuels the sickness in my head
It imbeds the type of thoughts that got a lot of brothers dead
The smarter brother knows to keep his foes close
And I'm the type of brother that's smarter than most
A cold hearted overdose of lyrical antidotes
The cure to make sure my karma can't take me down
Up to the same old tricks, I wonder if I'll stick around
Is a penny really lucky if you find it on the ground?
What's the problem with this town? I can't figure it out
My karma's crashing down in the form of a black cloud
[Refrain: Jay Gordon]
I've got a little black cloud that follows me
Everywhere I go, it takes over me
I've got a little black cloud that follows me
Everywhere I go, it takes over me
[Verse 2: Bret "Epic" Mazur]
I'm sick, I've got a real ill disposition
My intentions are pure but there's a cure for my condition
My decisions put me in the wrong positions
Chasing pipe dreams of fame and recognition
The Epic, not only a name, a definition
My game remains no matter the pain, I stay the charmer
The Don of Karma. I navigate it like the Dalai Lama
I ain't a saint, but I've got Joi de vie
And I'm the one to blame if the cloud rains on me
I can't complain about it or even let regret
Provoke the energy it takes for me to get upset
A bad boy since birth so I can't forget
What goes around comes around and it ain't got me yet
I've gotten wise in my age and tamed the threat of my rage
I've got a lot to learn and I've got money to spend
To pretend is reaping more than sewing ever could mend
Now people say I'm jinxed, I got some kind of voodoo hex
Life is so complex, there's no telling what can happen next
Life on the edge fuels the sickness in my head
It imbeds the type of thoughts that got a lot of brothers dead
The smarter brother knows to keep his foes close
And I'm the type of brother that's smarter than most
A cold hearted overdose of lyrical antidotes
The cure to make sure my karma can't take me down
Up to the same old tricks, I wonder if I'll stick around
Is a penny really lucky if you find it on the ground?
What's the problem with this town? I can't figure it out
My karma's crashing down in the form of a black cloud
[Refrain: Jay Gordon]
I've got a little black cloud that follows me
Everywhere I go, it takes over me
I've got a little black cloud that follows me
Everywhere I go, it takes over me
[Verse 2: Bret "Epic" Mazur]
I'm sick, I've got a real ill disposition
My intentions are pure but there's a cure for my condition
My decisions put me in the wrong positions
Chasing pipe dreams of fame and recognition
The Epic, not only a name, a definition
My game remains no matter the pain, I stay the charmer
The Don of Karma. I navigate it like the Dalai Lama
I ain't a saint, but I've got Joi de vie
And I'm the one to blame if the cloud rains on me
I can't complain about it or even let regret
Provoke the energy it takes for me to get upset
A bad boy since birth so I can't forget
What goes around comes around and it ain't got me yet
I've gotten wise in my age and tamed the threat of my rage
I've got a lot to learn and I've got money to spend
To pretend is reaping more than sewing ever could mend
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