Lyrics:
Now People Say I'm Jinxed.i Got Some Kind Of Voodoo Hex.life Is So Complex.there's No Telling What Can Happen Next.life On The Edge,fuels The Sickness In My Head.it Imbeds The Type Of Thoughts that Got A Lot Of Brothers Dead.the Smarter Brother Knows to Keep His Foes Close.and I'm The Type Of Brotherthat's Smarter Than Most.a Cold Hearted Overdoseof Lyrical Antidotes. the Cure To Make Suremy Karma Can't Take Me Down. up To The Same Old Tricks.i Wonder If I'll Stick Around.is A Penny Really Luckyif You Find It On The Groundwhat's The Problem With This Towni Can't Figure It Out.my Karma's Crashing Downin The Form Of A Black Cloud. [chorus]i've Got A Little Black Cloud that Follows Me.everywhere I Go,it Takes Over Me.[x2]i'm Sick.i've Got A Real Ill Disposition.my Intentions Are Purebut There's A Cure For My Condition.my Decisionsput Me In The Wrong Positions.chasing Pipe Dreamsof Fame And Recognition.the Epic.not Only A Name,a Definition.my Game Remains No Matter The Pain.i Stay The Charmer.the Don Of Karma.i Navigate It Like The Dalai Lamai Ain't A Saint.but I've Got Joi De Vieand I'm The One To Blameif The Cloud Rains On Me.i Can't Complain About Itor Even Let Regretprovoke The Energy It Takesfor Me To Get Upset.a Bad Boy Since Birthso I Can't Forgetwhat Goes Aroundcomes Aroundand It Ain't Got Me Yet.i've Gotten Wise In My Ageand Tamed The Threat Of My Rage.i've Got A Lot To Learnand I've Got Money To Spend.to Pretend Is Reaping Morethan Sewing Ever Could Mend. [chorus]trade My Torches For A Dimethe Pressure's Fading Away Nowblack Cloud's Lifted For The Lightthe Pressure's Fading Away Now.a Thousand Cigaretteswon't Change The Way We Feel.the Pressure's Fading Nowcan You Bare The Thought Of Knowing Truthknowing Truth. i Was Rapping In The Rain,hoping That My Luck Would Change.and If There's Any Truthto All Those Old Sayings.cuz If I Killed A Spider,would My House Catch On Fireif I Walked Under A Ladderwould It Matteri Tend To Laughwhen Black Cats Cross My Path.break Mirrors In Halfjust To Test The Aftermathnow Here Comes Rain.i Project My Pain.trying To Make Senseof These Crazy Things. i'm A Diamond In The Rough.could I Suffer Enoughi'm Getting High For A Living,not Giving A Fuck.these Hard Times Got Me Stuck.stuck In A Jami'm The Monkey On Your Backand The Crack In The Dam.disastroustook Time To Master This.and The Pastis Just A Map To Capture This.in The Darkness.i'm Forced To Adapt To This.i Would Change The Pastif I Could Have One Wish.