PEP LOVE - Karma (The Snake Charmer) lyrics

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[Pep Love]

What? It's the money they want

To try to get up in the mixture

Things they do is unbelievable

The web is weaved of bullshit

Lies behind in disguise

Designed to deceive you

Forked tongues speak of fortune

Out of their grasp

For them to reach they would

Have to come out of the grass

Snakes and fakes tough breaks

And bodies found in lakes

Are one and the same and what makes

The world go round is game

Corruption in one hand

Cleanin the other without

Touchin a bit of filth

Fuck that, shysty niggaz

Get bucked at, the price

Be the rigors of life

And I love that

But some of you want to

Take the route that's easy

Break in ya best friend's house

To try to get him for his G's

Cause you know where

He leaves the keys

To the safe and it ain't safe

When you fuckin with these

[Partially comprehensible Major Terror verse]

[Pep Love]

[Chorus x2:]

Hey yo we stay honest

Won't make a fake promise

Pay homage to truth

And never stray from it

We make armor

Never mistake honor

Dance to the tune

Of the snake charmer

If you snooze, you lose

The serpent is lurkin

Watch his every move

Then swiftly usurp him

Snatch him out of his skin

Don't let him surprise ya

Smile in your face then

Try to sabotage ya project

Shifty, shady

It ain't fuckin with me

I see him out the corner of my eyes

Trying to get me but I'm wise

To the ways of the wicked

And it get to be a damn shame

When I pull the ticket of an infidel

Gafflers get their hands chopped

At the wrist, life at risk

And their plans got rearranged

Messing with my money is dangerous

Shots shatter ya blood clots

Scattering like mice

Whenever ya ways is shyste

I raise the price to puzzle em

And put em on ice

Can't even look me in my eyes

And acknowledge respect

Now his every gesture and posture

I'mma dissect

Until he break in a cold sweat

Cause he been doing this

Since the days of Judas

And ain't switched his ways yet

A snitch, co-conspirator

A broken spirit, a bitch

No consideration gets displayed

For this occasion, pistols blaze

When we catch him red-handed

This instantaneous

Reaction get passionate

The head of the snake I take

And throw it in the basket

[Chorus x3]

Fake motherfuckers

Duck us and cut corners

Talk about ya behind your back

And make promises

They just can't keep

So you just can't sleep

Look alive and alert

Cause they will connive

To put a hurtin on ya

Convertin ya input to output

Even when you try to live

With a positive outlook about

People the evil will still find ya

Creep up behind ya

Stab you in your back to remind ya

That it exists, and pull a twist

Fadangled and strangled

Ya wish it wasn't like this

But frontin is just the thing

People like to do

When they have not a clue

If the lies are true

We rise to the occasion

And blaze em

My faith is never tested

I know that I'm blessed, praisin

My essence of being

I've been through the ranks

Of snakes and hideous things

For goodness sakes

[Chorus x2: fading]