Riz Ahmed - Karma

(That's karma)
Oi
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Yeah
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Ah
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Yeah, yeah
Oi (that's karma)

What go around come back around
Nah, I ain't packing but I'm the baddest Pak around
I send 'em packing when I bring the ackies round
No salt fish I sold kicks, bruv look at me now

Uho, he the business (oi, oi)
Murder the game, leave no witness
The hurt and the pain weave to riches
I prefer no fame but it leaves the pricks vexed (that's k-)

They called me dirty Pak and nerdy hack
I couldn't skrt about, I got no skirt and that
Rejection kinda hurt and that
Scared of the flag now we stretching that
Self love we flexing that
Unless your girl's about, then she's sexing that

Icons all texting man
Slides on like Instagram
First of my kind
I got 'em thinking that it's just a tan
Red carpet with the fam
Big-hearted with the fans
Aboriginal nutter
Ta ni ni wooy I boomerang

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Yeah, hah, yeah
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Yeah, oi, hah, yeah
That's karma
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Karma, what a shame
While you burn I'm in Nirvana, Kurta Cobain
They turned us into servants 'til we learned to hate our face
But now my face is everywhere so look who won the race, bitch

But I'm still on the Picadilly line, I keep it real
Who wanna sign me ayyo form a line I pick a deal
Riz reps, pricks resent
We made a mark 'cause we grew through cement (that's k-)

Said this is Karma like the sutra man
Got the game switching up positions
Doing things she never knew she can
Used to call me Golu, now they google my reviews
And man a five stars in a five star suite, uberman

Ubermensch not Nietzsche
Choli ke peeche
For me she lube it up nude in Louboutins
I do it for the mans that Bannon put travel bans on
I mask off, I'm Future meets Fanon

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That's right, yeah
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Yeah, hah, yeah
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(Karma)

Written by:
Riz Ahmed

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Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED

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