The way you get so much face
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seems so outta place for someone like you
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Mr. Know-it-all so above it all tell me
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who do you think you're foolin'
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Spend all your time in your ivory tower
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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
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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
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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
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Hell To Pay
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