Crazy Town: Black cloud

Now people say Im jinxed.I got some kind of voodoo hex.Life is so complex.Theres 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 Im the type of brotherThats smarter than most.A cold hearted overdoseOf lyrical antidotes. The cure to make sureMy karma cant take me down. Up to the same old tricks.I wonder if Ill stick around.Is a penny really luckyIf you find it on the ground?Whats the problem with this town?I cant figure it out.My karmas crashing downIn the form of a black cloud. [CHORUS:]Ive got a little black cloud That follows me.Everywhere I go,It takes over me.[X2]Im sick.Ive got a real ill disposition.My intentions are pureBut theres 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 aint a saint.But Ive got Joi de vieAnd Im the one to blameIf the cloud rains on me.I cant complain about itOr even let regretProvoke the energy it takesFor me to get upset.A bad boy since birthSo I cant forgetWhat goes aroundComes aroundAnd it aint got me yet.Ive gotten wise in my ageAnd tamed the threat of my rage.Ive got a lot to learnAnd Ive got money to spend.To pretend is reaping moreThan sewing ever could mend. [CHORUS]Trade my torches for a dimeThe pressures fading away nowBlack clouds lifted for the lightThe pressures fading away now.A thousand cigarettesWont change the way we feel.The pressures fading nowCan you bare the thought of knowing truth?Knowing truth. I was rapping in the rain,Hoping that my luck would change.And if theres any truthTo all those old sayings.Cuz if I killed a spider,Would my house catch on fire?If I walked under a ladderWould it matter?I 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. Im a diamond in the rough.Could I suffer enough?Im getting high for a living,Not giving a fuck.These hard times got me stuck.Stuck in a jamIm 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.Im forced to adapt to this.I would change the pastIf I could have one wish.