The List - Lyrics - Quincy Punx

You cut me off in traffic, Butt in front of me in line. One day you'll get what's coming but till then I'll bide my time Rude waitresses and waiters, the *** at the DMV, And that macho jocko drunk whose trying to pick a fight with me. You're on the list. You're on the list. Of people who I owe some payback to. You're on the list. You're number seven-hundred, thirty-two You're on the list. You won't be laughing when I get to you You're on the list. Whoa-oh!! From the cop who pulled me over to the *** who stood me up, To the *** that I work for.(Your name is at the top.) I'm coming for you one by one that you can depend. The one who laughs the bests the one who's laughing at the end You're on the list. You're on the list. Of people who I owe some payback to. You're on the list. You're number seven-hundred, thirty-two You're on the list. You won't be laughing when I get to you You're on the list. Whoa-oh!! You abused my friendship, you stole from me and lied. I could have just accepted it, I could have sat and cried Instead I've got plans for you, ones you'll never know, Till I show up least expected no matter where you go. You're on the list. You're on the list. Of people who I owe some payback to. You're on the list. You're number seven-hundred, thirty-two You're on the list. You won't be laughing when I get to you You're on the list. Whoa-oh!! You're on the list!