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The way you get so much face seems so outta place for someone like you |
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Mr. Know-it-all so above it all tell me who do you think you're foolin' |
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Spend all your time in your ivory tower feeding your head hour by hour |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
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Better cone down |
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What goes around comes around |
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You'll be paying till your dying day |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
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For so much lip |
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I must admit |
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I get a laugh from your ego trip |
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You're so educated, emancipated |
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Such a rolling stone |
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But you better watch out |
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Cuttin' you no slack |
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Paybacks a bitch |
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And the bitch is back |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
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Better tone down |
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What goes around comes around |
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You'll be paying till your dying day |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
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It's sad but true, you tread on me |
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As if nothing else matters my friend of misery |
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You're struggle within |
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It that you believe you're beyond them |
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The god that failed you |
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And when you finally find what you're after is when you're servant becomes your master |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
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Better come down |
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What goes around comes around |
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You'll be paying till your dying day |
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Don't you know |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
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Yeah you'll be paying till your dying day |
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Don't you know there'll be hell to pay |
