BLACK CLOUD
Music: S. Binzer - B. Mazur - D. Miller - R. Epique
Lyrics: Bernard Williams - Jay Gordon - S. Binzer - B. Mazur
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 brother
That`s smarter than most.
A cold hearted overdose
Of lyrical antidotes.
The cure to make sure
My karma can`t take me down.
Up to the same old tricks.
I wonder if I`ll stick around.
Is a penny really lucky
If you find it on the ground?
What`s the problem with this town?
I can`t figure it out.
My karma`s crashing down
In 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 pure
But there`s a cure for my condition.
My decisions
Put me in the wrong positions.
Chasing pipe dreams
Of 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 Lama
I ain`t a saint.
But I`ve got Joi de vie
And I`m the one to blame
If the cloud rains on me.
I can`t complain about it
Or even let regret
Provoke the energy it takes
For me to get upset.
A bad boy since birth
So I can`t forget
What goes around
Comes around
And it ain`t got me yet.
I`ve gotten wise in my age
And tamed the threat of my rage.
I`ve got a lot to learn
And I`ve got money to spend.
To pretend is reaping more
Than sewing ever could mend.
CHORUS
Trade my torches for a dime
The pressure`s fading away now
Black cloud`s lifted for the light
The pressure`s fading away now.
A thousand cigarettes
Won`t change the way we feel.
The pressure`s fading now
Can you bare the thought of knowing truth?
Knowing truth.
I was rapping in the rain,
Hoping that my luck would change.
And if there`s any truth
To all those old sayings.
Cuz if I killed a spider,
Would my house catch on fire?
If I walked under a ladder
Would it matter?
I tend to laugh
When black cats cross my path.
Break mirrors in half
Just to test the aftermath
Now here comes rain.
I project my pain.
Trying to make sense
Of these crazy things.
I`m a diamond in the rough.
Could I suffer enough?
I`m getting high for a living,
Not giving a fuck.
These hard times got me stuck.
Stuck in a jam
I`m the monkey on your back
And the crack in the dam.
Disastrous
Took time to master this.
And the past
Is just a map to capture this.
In the darkness.
I`m forced to adapt to this.
I would change the past
If I could have one wish.
