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Karma

it's a dog eat dog world
and all these bitches looking at me
like I'm a piece of meat
I know I have to stand tall
because if I trip and fall
I could be the next one gone

I hold the power
to my own existence
but sometimes I feel tired
and week
I wish I didn't always have to fight
or at least have someone on my side
guess there's a price to pay
for going my own way

talking to a girl about my rage
she said that it's a poison
that I need to let that shit go
I let out a little laugh
because that ain't poison
it's energy, it's my power
reminding me of those who
backstabbed me
I'm rising to the top
while those losers stay where they are
and will die where they tried to bury me
nothing drives me more
nothing makes me more happier
so call it what you will
I simply call it karma
Written by DevilsChild
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