What around, comes around In his own he dies, through Columbian ties Faded back to the essence, still forced to a lesson All debts must be settled, no
The echo from gun rounds simmers A fallen soldier, his gun on his shoulders, lights get dimmer Key swingin' back and on the ignition The stench is only of the horrible condition
As he for the smoke to clear All he heard was the from the bomb that kept ringin' in his ear Along with gun barrin' troops, fatigues and boots From far away, whether or day, you hear 'em shoot
It's a unforgiven and hostile environment Where hardware is the only requirement A where the deceased is just a thing of the past And each and every advance is more than the last
A President's madness, responsible for Political forces, land littered with Like the youth in the street, who and gets scarred Even the troops in the field, bet it all on one
question they reason for bein' here Face an incredible odd and a recession so severe Raised in the shadow of a loss And the atmosphere, breathin' air can cost
A where the majority is goin' for self With the agenda not far beyond, 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 from off the table The caskets had exceeded the number of When it's dark, danger falls the plateau Unmaskin' deceit, in the streets that sat low
These stompin' grounds are to bring misfortune Fueled by his obsessions, he for portions And died from of a miserable death, his final His biggest downfall was from the he left
What goes around, comes In his own iniquity he dies, Columbian ties back to the essence, still forced to learn a lesson All debts be settled, no question
What around, comes around In his own iniquity he dies, through ties Faded back to the essence, still forced to learn a All debts must be settled, no