Story Behind The Song

A SONG ABOUT EXPECTING CONSEQUENCES FROM YOUR EVERY ACTION.MAINLY FOR THE WORSE.

Lyrics

IT GOIN? HAUNT YA
CHORUS; don?t sleep watch ya back my man,
Cause soon enough that sh.. gonna hit the fan,
Just when you thought you left it all behind
It never dies it goin? freak ya mind
It goin? come back to haunt ya

V.1
He was notorious,way back in the day
Hurt the innocent,anyone who got in his way,
In the hood shedding blood for whatever the reason
All year ?round it was the killing season
(15 years later)
now got it well made,he ditched the drug trade,
ditched the gun and the knife for a Christian life
his new image worked wonders with parents and kids
this was a new man whom everyone respected
then suddenly,the neighbourhood was shattered,
they found his shot-up body gagged and battered,
it was hard to swallow,this excellent role model
never cursed,never smoked,never touched the bottle,
but talk about saintly he was far from divine,
did his dirt in the past and thought he left it behind,
I ain?t trying to justify this criminal act,
Or tell a brother how to live but yo it?s a fact
That what you say and do betta be straight and true
Or you can bet your last dollar man

Chorus; it goin? come back to haunt you

V.2
Walk in a certain asylum and see a lean female looking withered and mean,
You?d never guess from looking at this pitiful scene
That she was once a most beautiful teenage queen
With the world of potential but good gracious,
So hungry for limelight she lacked patience,
Fell on hard times,instead of counting her blessings,
Dipped into the world?s oldest profession,
Hopin? to make enough cheese to ease the squeeze
Jump ship,then after that life would be a breeze,
That was the script she wrote and oh how she hoped
That it would go to plan but pictures started to float
On the net and smut shops til? she lost her job
As a nurse,no more friends she was scrapping for ends
It?s then she started acting weird,
You guessed it no doubt,her sanity disappeared,
Do what you wanna,say what you wanna,
It goin? either come back to kiss ya or

Chorus

V.3
You can dodge,camouflage or fake
You can?t outrun your past,there?s no escape,
The last thing you want is to peek over your shoulder
And see your dirty laundry tumbling like a boulder,
No sympathy for the sprinter or bodybuilder
Who built a claim to fame by cheating the game,
You thought nature was tame so you pumped your frame
With steroids with an aim to get an edge on the game,
Now you put to shame,your credibility maimed,
Worst part of the pain your genitals are lame,
What an irony,you became world class,
Outran the competition,but lost the race with your past,
So run giggle,giggle do your junk and laugh
But it goin? sneak up from behind and bite a chunk out your ass

Chorus;

Written by Norman Pile
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