Everybody scream
Ice cream
Ice cream
Tangents on the touchscreen
Everybody trying to catch a lean
Smile through gritted teeth
Whether broken or bleach clean
Bang beats behind doors
We're sick of the fake scene
Keep in closed circles
The cypher remains strong
Whether handling our business
Or working on rap songs
The links of the life chain
Could never be broken
Because too much knowledge is learned
But too much knowledge ain't spoken
Laughing and joking
Passing days
But we're making real moves
Surrounded by distractions
But in life you got to choose
Play or fold
Stop or go
Which turn will you take
Real or fake
Tempt fate
Which decision will you make
But we made the right choices
And stuck to our plans
Imagination manifested
In the palms of our hands
Karma collective
Styles eclectic
We keeping it hiphop
Old to the new
Keep it moving
No one knows when it stops
We at battle with the world
We at battle with the system
Can't be the next casualties
Can't be the next victims
People running around frantic
The situations manic
Thats why we in the lab
Studying melodies and semantics
Surrounded by panic
It's like the world has gone crazy
Can't see in front of our eyes
The situations hazy
People succumb to apathy
Pretend they living happily
Forget about the tragedies
And casualties
That's why we reflect our thoughts
In the truest forms
Represent for the youths
The old folks
And babies that are born
We make this music
To show how we feel
Ain't got the stress of business politics
Or record deals
So our spirits run free
We elevate on the track
He who feels it knows it
So we put it on wax
We keep the peace
Spread love
Always hope for the best
Take life as it comes
You never know what's next
BCUC clocking knowledge
Super bumped into Foz
Jamming with Jargon
Bowerdean
Realised how deep they was
Trains of thought
On southwest trains
Arrived in Havant
Met stalker
Hit the studio
We found the balance
Green Piece records
DnB
But the hip hop was felt
Sativa Cut Studios
Now the pot start to melt
Suffice and Stalker had history
Along with Silver-tongue
Mad Hatter had the scriptures
But he had to hit and run
Semantics and Big G
Was deep in beats and bass drums
Super and MrGreen repping Richmond
From day one
Then in summer 06'
The mould start to fix
Late nights in Cowplain
Heavy up in the mix
Then in a moment of morning clarity
The collective was crowned
Everybody start to realise
The magic we found
Karma Collective was formed
For the love not wealth
It's clear to hear
Just stop for a minute
And listen yourself
PEACE LOVE & PEOPLE POWER!!!
