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For all the things you said I'd never do
For all the things you said that were untrue
For all the times you made me feel low
Said I'd never make it on my own
1 - Things are lookin' up for me now
It seems like karma's makin' its rounds
It's my turn, I won't be held down, no
Karma's gonna visit you too
You gotta pay for the things you put me through
I hope you do, I hope you do
2 - I hope your hell is filled with magazines
And on every page, you see a big picture of me
And under every picture, the caption should read
Not bad for a girl from the gutter like me
For all the times you said "I got yo' back"
For all the times you stabbed me, yeah
For all the times you tried to hurt my pride
For all the pain I held down deep inside
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
Now it don't make me weak
To help you feel stronger
I know you bitches think
I'm somewhere dyin' inside
Oh yeah, "Poor Kina, she went home"
"She couldn't take it no longer"
But I'm right here, I'm right here
I'm right here, hey
Repeat 2
Repeat 2
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