Cold Day in Hell

[Chorus]I sell my soul to the devil for a .45, a black cowboy hat, & a switchblade knife.

I might burn like a sinner if they take my life, but it's a cold day in hell before they take my pride.

I sell my soul to the devil for a .45, a black cowboy hat, & a switchblade knife.

I'ma burn like a sinner when they take my life, but it's a cold day in hell before they take my pride.[Verse 1]

I sold my soul to the devil for this mic in my hand, but

I ain't ever gonna sell out.

A million dollars for my name to expand.

Take ya fans & ya brands, & you can go an get the hell out.

We really living in a ****** up time.

So many ****** up minds inspire ****** up crimes.& they be quick to sell you out at the drop of a dime.

Too many coward motha ****** livin life with no spine.

We in a bind.[Chorus][Verse 2]

My belly ache from these fake little snakes who come & go as they please just to get what they need.

They use are name just to get a little fame.

Then it's out like a flame.

I wanna make these ****** bleed.

Like some hooker on the street.

Sellin ***** just to eat.

Take the money & run.

I wanna take out my heat.

Pull up on em while they sleeping.

Put em six feet deep disrespectin psychopathic put a tag on ya feet, go to sleep.[Chorus][Bridge]

You think that

I don't see.

Ya better take it on down the road.

Ya think that they don't see, but everybody ****** knows, watch me unload.[Verse 3]

One thing

I ain't is a self righteous saint.

Too many sins been committed to ever get me acquitted.

But it's a fact won't find a knife if ya back cause

I put it all on this track, & to this ****

I'm committed.&

I won't ever leave ya hangin.

Always keep that thang swangin like the ****** **** man

I'm always stay slangin.

Drivebys on these fake perpetrators stay bangin.

I'ma always stay the same while the while the world keeps changing.[Chorus]