[Byford/Quinn/Scarrattt/Carter]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're a mind of useless
information
I'll make it easy on you
I'll never say what you want me
I'm not a martyr for your cause
What goes around
comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to you
What goes around comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to you
You're
gonna get what's coming to you, yeah
Can't seem to figure out your problem
I'm just not hearing what you say
You got a mouth
just like a shotgun
Go spit your Buckshot out the door
What goes around comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to
you
What goes around (yeah) comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to you
I find it easy to see
You're runnin'
everywhere
I say to you
I say to you
You live your life outside my back door
I just can't take it anymore
Those seedy
games will take you nowhere
Why don't you get yourself a life
What goes around comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to
you
What goes around comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to you
What goes around comes around
You're gonna get
what's coming to you
What goes around comes around
You're gonna get what's coming to you
Comin' to you
