Karma Serve What She Deserves
Keep spying my words disgruntled
I hope the strain is paining you
the day that I confronted
entitled it’s your job to do
How’s your income
How’s your nerve
here it comes
what you deserve
Reading my words
thinking hard
What will he do
What will he carve
The position way above your head
never should have been given it
now you have a position again
given because you were given then
I should tell your employer
I know you lied to get this job
a people and a soul destroyer
you haven’t really got a lot
Intelligence isn’t evident
and school you never went
A tool who learns a set routine
thinking their the best that’s been
I have the upper hand now
and I will always have it
and you should know just this
It’s nothing more than poetic justice
How’s your income
How’s your nerve
here it comes
what you deserve
I told you I’d have the last word
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