Ghetts - Karma [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
I caught him slipping, walking not whipping
Pretty little lightie on his arm with some extraordinary titties
I've been tryna catch this nigger for nine months
Now I actually gwan kill him I'm fired up
Could you imagine the feeling in my gut?
Eyes shut, now imagine the feeling in my gut
I ain't even angry again, its just the principle
Surrounded by a bunch of your friends, you feel invincible
Tell me why you have to pretend, its despicable
If your wife had any sense, she'd leave you miserable
You'll have all the facts by the end, the visual
This prick held a strap to my head, its a miracle
That man isn't dead or in a condition that's critical
Shoulda banged it instead and kept the talking to a minimal
Now I'm low in the back of a Benz, keeping it digital
Both hands on this game, like its difficult
That's in the back of my head, am I the killing sort?
Na but its about the revenge, I wanna kill em all
Plus man are like 'What happened to Ghetts?', its the ridicule
Can't let this happen again, its pitiful
Even man in the pen wouldn't know if its real or if its trivial
Well this is it, straight forward, no subliminal's
I told the driver to follow him
Balaclava because I'm a guy with a following
Smoking marijuana before I body him
Then I caught a glimpse in the rear view
Its looking like some undercover's have appeared to
But I could be paranoid, and scared too
And that's a bad combination
The same combination had me back on probation for a crime less serious
A murders 25 and up dead serious
And I ain't trying to be a lifer blood, I'm experienced
That's why I know the Fed's when I see em
Undercover or not, that's Fed's in the BM
Take the next left I got weapons like I'm Korean
Look, this is a situation I don't wanna be in
The next door I see I hope its me putting the key in
Okay, left right left and they're still behind
They ain't dressed like Fed's but I can feel the vibe
Now I'm analysing my options
Cos often there ain't a problem they be following just to kill some time
Fuck that! Man are still looking for an escape route
My actions are based on whatever they do
Calm until they be sounding the alarms
Na cos by then they'll be surrounding the car
Wha' gwarn its time for my decision
Time to disappear like I is a magician
My driver in position, wheels spinning away and causing a cyclist collision
Sirens in my ears blue lights in my vision
Pedal to the metal now we're losing them
Can just about see em in my view again
Sliding and skidding, try to move it like a hooligan
Go in a long time in prison
Looking around I can't see the coppers now
Better park up before they send the chopper out
I'm hopping out cautious
Got a link nearby so I'm hiding my Glock around Georgia's
2 minute walk, or a 30 second run
Me and my driver go our separate ways, lesson one
Check it done, it don't make sense if he comes
This way there's less chance of getting sprung
So I'm running to her house, asthmatic n all
I'm running out of breathe, but ain't panicking I'm cool
Na I'm lying 1 strap, 4 shells, so I'm ringing off her doorbell
The poor girl
Anybody would be naturally appalled
But its urgent B, its a rassclart emergency
And I'm a man that needs support
So open up the door and be mad at me in the hall
Now I'm inside and I can't believe my eyes
Oh my eyes have never lied
I seeing the guy that coulda been the reason I had died
And he's shocked to see me, still he's reaching for his 9
But you know I got my heater its on
So I draw for it and I ain't hitting doors with it
Wall to the floor with it
I'm 100 percent sure with it
Rakakakakakakakaka
I've already won this war with it
I let one go it hit his chest
I let another go now I moving a bit possessed
He moved out the way and that one hit his bitch instead
Damn it! But when I'm handling a matic you'd be a fool to expect no collateral damage
Now I'm running out the back door
Jumping over fences
The only thing going through my mind is a sentence
Murderer, I'm in a worse position than I was in earlier
Fuck