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