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Cypress Hill - What Go Around Come Around Kid
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Come on come on 
(time for some action) 
yeah yeah 
(time for some action) 
Come on come on 
(time for some action) 
yeah yeah 
(time for some action) 
Come on come on 

Drunk ass fool 
just a punk ass 
gonna cause trouble 
yeah let me burst that bubble 
in a hurry 
I ani't happy 
so worry 
what's a judge 
and a punk ass 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 disconnnect that 
fuckin neck bone 
WATA! 
Then ya get the kick to jaw kid 
And I rip out ya eyelids 
So you can see 
The head nigger at it 
killa 
Commin when I break 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 

Shit 
I get real shit 
yo shit 
can ya feel it 
Carbon copy come steal it 
The gatt 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 ass fakers 
just come 
And ya get the high pitched humm 
Make ya understand where I'm from 
The eastside brown 
kid looks around 
Put's down tump 
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 they come 
with the staic cling 
it's not 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 
Point my gatt 
at the punk ass victims 
Step up 
Or you can step back 
though the doors 
You can bring it on 
if ya wanna come 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