Karma (lyrics)

Produced by 84 Caprice
Full song
Clean version
Sort of instrumental (not downloadable, unfortunately)

It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game.  Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game.  Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.

I was born on the wrong side of karma, so naturally I have a lot of punishment to dish out.
My position is appointed, so don't get mad at me for giving hell, it is the job I was born with.
Oh this punk here looks too happy, let's take his bike and shoes so he can't cruise past me.
And I'm feeling like shit from my daddy, so tomorrow I'ma fuck with that fat bitch Cassie.
She'll cry in front of the mirror when she gets home, have herself a daughter and make sure she gets pissed on.
Similar to why  my papa got his wrist blown, found him up north in the tub  with the kids gone.
Breath in breath out, be strong.


It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game.  Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game.  Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.

Daddy in the cop car, momma in the summer dress, when will we figure out that we have had enough of this.
Nothing is fair so don't expect a refund, each one is his own learn one teach one.
I've learned one taught one, first jump at the age of 9 on the church steps, started with my shirt on,
Return home alone skinny shirtless, I told him I lost it he told me I was worthless.
And if I told you I was angry, would you believe that the next day I knife with me?
Would you believe that I kept it that way, until one day I won an argument and took a life with me?
Papa died on a Wednesday, opened up the shades and sit down and pray,
Make sure sometime this week you whoop a dudes ass, make them understand how the world got this way.


It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game.  Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.
It's how I got this way, karma's a dangerous game.  Cash out when I'm on top, forgive me, forgive me.

The Season (lyrics)

Produced by 84 Caprice and Dillon Parker.
Full song
Clean version
Instrumental

Born in the ghetto, Young white boy not a dolla dolla bill but a momma that'll work for it.
Hard boy with a soft side, seen a little bocka bocka (bang bang) life on the southside.
My views have changed from where I came from, When you seen a man die right under the same sun.
I ain't a G, I ain't ride or die, but I will knock a mother fucker out if he try.
So eat off me, I'm running a crew. I ain't hard but I'm willing to bet I'm harder than you.
Some of the best people that I've met in life, push weight and come home at night to kiss their wife, yeah.
Ain't it funny how the world can go? Haters last year be at the front row of the shows.
I've seen time fly, slowly, I've let people forget what they owe me.
I ain't saying that I'm O.G. but I bet you know me, I'm the dude people know closely.
Mr one oh be done Cahobie. Prof's on the mic, if there's better, just show me.

Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.

I ain't fucking round no more, this is my life.  Fuck nice, I've already tried being polite.
So I'm a grab a whip, grab a gun, grab a knife, And I'm a roll around 'n stick up everything in sight.
Everybody throw your hands in the sky. If you're ready to rob then I'm ready to ride.
Everybody throw your hands in the sky. If you're ready to rob then I'm ready to ride.
My whole life is quite right here. If I don't blow I know I'll be nice right here.
But what eats me a live to see these MC flies suck dick and get a piece of the pie, like.
I got envy for one reason, for me to show these MCs it's the season.
When you dap me up I see nothing but fear. Like every MC I've leap frogged my whole career.
So it's young Prof with a rifle and a notebook, cold crook,stick 'em up, I got 'em so shook.
They need a rapper that's as different as them all. I think it's time I come around and answer their call.

Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.

Keep my eyes open, I was born to wake up, it's a new day like Good morning, Jacob.
Good morning sunshine, people blind to the fact I'm more than one side.
People try so hard to understand me. I'd like to tell 'em, bitch please don't.
'Cause I'm a different man every single day, and I will say all the stuff that they probably won't.
I've made up my mind, I'm ready to break laws.
I'm ready to sacrifice, ready to take off.
I'm ready to blow away anybody trying to get between me and mine.  Ya feel me?

Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.
Run along now boy.
Start thieving, it's season.

James Bond Blimp (fan video)

I put together a few pictures for "James Bond Blimp" feat. MTV Riff Raff:

Part of King Gampo is Online See Post Above ^

Peep Show

On My Way

Whiskey

Gampo

Karma


If you listen to all of Karma you'll hear a line recycled from Let Me In, "poppa died on a wednesday, open up the shades and sit down and pray."

And here's the beat that 84 Caprice did for the song Karma. Long-time fans will remember that Prof has been planning to do a song with it for a couple of years now.  I remember it wasn't too long after Recession Music that he mentioned it (don't remember where) and I was looking forward to it on KVP2, but it wasn't there.

84 Caprice has a lot of good stuff at SoundCloud and his bandcamp page.