Infinite Styles EP

* send corrections to the typist<br><br>[Prolouge]<br>Karma<br>What goes around comes around right? (right)<br>How you treat people is how they treat you back<br>Disrespect them or knock them<br>They gonna slap you back (yer)<br>Sometimes it hurts<br>And thats bad karma<br>Watch out for it<br><br>[Chorus]<br>How am I supposed to live in a world of negatives<br>How am I supposed to love in a world full of push and shove<br>How am I supposed to breathe in a world full of lust and greed<br>Well I guess I`ll have to live day to day<br>and pray to god that`ll I`ll be ok, ay ay<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>These fat raps think they fit like they The Iron Man<br>I got the iron tounge and the iron hand<br>I make the final stand<br>The final showdowns come round and hit ya<br>As I throw down my gauntlet so switch the picture<br>If ya, look in the mirror you bound to get a reflection<br>Like with, every action there is a reaction<br>with your, dodgy actions you causing negative drama<br>And if you know gods law you best watch for karma<br>Now I`m a bomb ya<br>Running your traps like tacks<br>You think you floating on the cream<br>You and your rat pack<br>While I`m take that thought back now lets dwell<br>How I should lock you like jail cells so we can exhale<br>I`m a bull and (you`s a matador)<br>I`m seeing red<br>(You outta swords)<br>I`m a target like<br>(Dartsboards)<br>You floating in space like astronauts<br>I started off last but now I`m first while ya shakin I cut off like<br>umbilicals at birth<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>I look around the city and its all such a pity<br>everybody trying to be pretty don`t care for nitty gritty<br>I look around the block nobodys playing hopscotch<br>there to busy on the internet surfing that rap<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>Just converse kind of rude like<br>(so what you trying to prove mate)<br>I say, (nothing I`m just trying to build the feeling I live like you)<br>I got plans to take this city up to senate<br>As lifes one big race and want all entrys to win it<br>If your not with it, like quitters then get out of my face<br>You got no place in my grace with your grimace<br>Your a disgrace with a desire<br>You need to recon through your fire and look higher higher! look around!<br>I got sounds that help you get down so you can get up<br>But oh boy i`m sick of raps that get me fed up<br>Yer they make me wanna throw up cause they gotta grow up<br>But well I`ll be feeling a beard and I`ll be Sailing like NOAH<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Interlude 1]<br>Melbourne.....To Sydney......To Brisbane...Darwin.... To<br>Perth.....Adelaide.... Tassy<br>And all Across the OZ..Z..I..E...<br><br>[Verse 4]<br>Picture on the quota its time to roll<br>I will continue like part two with no to and fro<br>Aiming at infinity, start a nasty road<br>had to leave the poor luck souls before they fall so<br>I got a key to the door and I`m searching for the keyhole<br>And when I unlock the door I`m bringing love to my people<br>unlike these Fickle Fanatics that wanna cause death<br>cut holes flake praying we fall to hells depth<br>As I watch and see all our progress regress<br>as what goes up comes down never the less<br>We`re stung by the horror, cold hearts with armour<br>boomerang effect as we all face our karma<br><br>[Chorus]