What around, comes around In his own iniquity he dies, Columbian ties Faded back to the essence, still forced to a lesson All debts be settled, no question
The echo from gun rounds simmers A soldier, his gun hangs on his shoulders, lights get dimmer Key back and forth on the ignition The stench is part of the horrible condition
As he waits for the to clear All he heard was the blast the bomb that kept ringin' in his ear Along with gun barrin' troops, fatigues and boots From far away, whether night or day, you 'em shoot
It's a very and hostile environment military hardware is the only requirement A world where the deceased is just a thing of the And and every advance is more costly than the last
A President's madness, for losses Political forces, land with corpses Like the in the street, who gamble and gets scarred Even the in the field, bet it all on one card
Some question reason for bein' here an incredible odd and a recession that's so severe Raised in the shadow of a terrible And the atmosphere, even breathin' air can
A place where the is goin' for self the agenda not far beyond, personal wealth It's like, either you eat, or you die from Starving to death, the coroner calls your number
With no bread to bite or break off the table The caskets had the number of cradles When it's dark, danger falls across the Unmaskin' your deceit, in the that sat low
stompin' grounds are known to bring misfortune Fueled by his obsessions, he murder for And died from of a miserable death, his undoin' His biggest downfall was from the people he
What around, comes around In his own iniquity he dies, through ties Faded back to the essence, still forced to a lesson All must be settled, no question
What goes around, around In his own iniquity he dies, Columbian ties Faded back to the essence, still to learn a lesson All debts be settled, no question