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.      Trade my torches for a dime   The pressure’s fading away now   Black cloud’s lifted for the lights   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.      Trade my torches for a dime   The pressure’s fading away now   Black cloud’s lifted for the lights   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 got a little black cloud      Knowing truth      I got a little black cloud      I got a little black cloud      Knowing truth      (Repeat fading)