Dj Muggs - What Go Around Come Around, Kid lyrics

Come on, come on (time for some action) Yeah, yeah (time, time, time for some action) Come on, come on (time, time, time for some action) Yeah, yeah (time, time, time for some action) Come on, come on Drunk a** fool Just a punk a** Gonna cause trouble Now let me burst that bubble In a hurry I ain't happy So worry What's a judge And a Punk a** jury Homeboy Should I'm done to go home But ya got caught up inside the cyclone If I go home I'll get slopped and stoned When I disconnect that f**in' neck bone WATA! Then ya get the kick to jaw kid And I rip out ya eyelids So you can see The hectic erratic k**a Commin' when I bring on the static What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around sh** I get real sh** Yo sh** Can ya feel it Carbon copy come steal it The gat I conceal it Under my jacket Oh where, oh where Do ya think I pack it Under my belt When the cards Get dealt To all the players And though the punk a** fakers Just come And ya get the high pitched hum Make ya understand where I'm from The Eastside brown Kid looks around What stands up It must fall down It's on When ya wanna take my pound Punk What go around come around What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (time, time for some action) Check me and I'll check you back (time, time for some action) Check me and I'll check you back When I come With the static cling It's no thing Make ya sing the blues Like B.B. King I got the roughneck scales To give awhile Like a voodoo child Nuthin' but style Take it But you can see the black Glock clickin' Put my gat At the punk a** victim Step up Or you can step back Though the doors You can bring it on If ya wanna come an' get yours But ya betta look ova' ya shoulda' Cuz a loss of blood gets the body much colder What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (go around) What go around come around, kid (go around) What go around come around (time, time for some action) Check me and I'll check you back (time, time for some action) Check me and I'll check you back (time, time for some action) Check me and I'll check you back Check me and I'll check you back