Karma (feat. Outlandish)

Текст песни Ditto - Karma (feat. Outlandish)

Album an autobiography, my composition is written too awkwardly
Ain't really popular, I'm forbidden really feeling like Socrates
Poverty remains in monopoly
Probably turn an obstacle obsolete
Silence for channeling my energies properly
Properly, Properly
Properly, Properly
Illustrate a story, gliding my diphthongs,
I'm singing in tune to my shit songs
Fingers tingling a little
Fucking fiddling with riddles
Finger linger in my bitch thongs
Deliberately fumbling and stumbling in pitfalls
I don't need a label opinion to tell me my fucking
EP limit up to six songs
Even though my mind is a prison
I might just silently diminish these brick walls
Silly sally sunshine, skipping in sundresses she sing songs
My mind liberated by my cousin, it's a fam thing dawg
Banging my chest like an ape, aggravated
My wrists resistant to slit
Pen and a paper
My dick ain't six inches in length
No more asking for favors
Saving my gentleman manners for my haters for later
Serve my neighbors an itty bitty slice of this flavor of my labour
Man I know it's safer in my chambers
Unapologetic with the nature my behavior

Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location

Cause and effect
Stay calm and collect
Listen close my prose too cryptic
Here sip this, quench your thirst
Forgive me I'm a bit pissed now hit this
Next, imma snatch your A1 thickest bitch from your wishlist
Smitten kitten sittin on ya lap
On the couch with her fat ass up
Watching Netflix, maybe get her breakfast
I might, maybe even ask her all her interests
And the latter's facts and after that the aftermath
Disappear real quick in a thick mist
Man my bad where my manners at, matter fact
Im famished and my platter stacked
Now you done made the badass manic mad hatter mad
I'm parched homie where the lager at
My stanzas like daggers, stab ya'll McJagger's swagger jacker attackers back
Forgive me for my bravado
Im an up and coming artist emerging staccato from the shadows, hold up
Man, I'm serious, might just say this for the record that this record slaps my magnum opus
Find me seated reflecting on my thoughts in stillness like a flowering lotus
I wonder, how deep is the sea, live long enough just to see
The floors of my ocean, to be frank
Braggadocio divided by my superego quotients
Fashionably late in slow motion

Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location
Karma traveling to my location