Irony and Karma, Sadistic twins of fate All up in your face After all the moves you had to make
Just when victory looms POP! Lit cigarette to your balloon...
Twin bullies slap boxin at the end of the tunnel Play fightin in the light at the tip of the funnel Waiting for you as you spiral down about to be pummeled
Irony dodgin blows But you keep swinging Karma half Laughin Half singing "MERRY GO ROUN' N ROUN'..." Like a demented AL B Sure
You tryina even the score Not enough energy in store
"I need a second wind" you implore Blood sweat and tears bubble in your core Gittin' back on your feet is a struggle- a chore
"I've been on this Street before " you hear yourself murmur Feeling weak and sore On your hands and knees Body bruised, nerves raw
Spit out teeth, a chunk of skin from your lip Tryina see but your eyes are slits
Call Irony a punk Karma a btch They got this round But you know this ain't it They can't make you give up Don't back down Not a bit This is life Ha ha I love this sht