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