"The Karma Bus"

He’s sitting in the back, talking bout my mother,

He’s sick!

He can go suck a big, fat, thick

Lolli-POP! Nail him in the face.

KICK! What makes him tick?

Thinking about it just makes me so God

Am I sick? No, it’s a trick! The fucking dick!

Makes me wanna beat him with a stick.

Some kids are laughing and then they scream,

Next thing I know, one of em’s getting creamed.

Bus driver hits the brakes, we hit the floor,

Taking in the grisly scene,

Holy shit, the blood’s coming for me!

Every time I look back on it, it’s just so sickening,

But at the time I felt so sick, I started throwing

Up, up, up we go!

Running for the doors, we outta control!

That clock-sucking bitch fucking got away!

He better cover his tracks, cuz I’m a tear him a new

Hole! In the road, keep your eyes on the road! God

BAM! The bus flips and rolls and rolls.

We survived, we’re extremely lucky though

The bully and the victim are both out cold,

For the counting, dead, deceased;

This is the karma bus, and I’m the driver,

Bitch!!!!

Get back!

You don’t wanna be in da road;

CRACK!

The last sound you’ll ever know.

Jack you’re a snack dat payback lacks.

It’s getting hot in here, so shovel some coal

Cuz payback’s a dish that’s best served cold.

(Chorus)

IT’S THE KARMA BUS!

Ya better watch yo back.

IT’S THE KARMA BUS!

Ya be bad, ya get whacked.

IT’S THE KARMA BUS!

If revenge really is sweet,

Then I’m da Ice Cream Man

And you’re in for a treat!

I drove the holocaust

Hitler screamed

By the time I was done

Bitch was crying for his mommy

The Trojan War

Tell ya what

Troy was pathetic

Had to be cut

(Repeat Chorus X3)