Boondox Cold Day in Hell lyrics

[Chorus:]
I sell my soul to the devil for a .45*
A black cowboy hat, and 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, and a switchblade knife.
I'm a 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 and ya brands, and you can go an get the hell out.
We really living in a fucked up time.
So many fucked up minds inspire fucked up crimes.
And they be quick to sell you out at the drop of a dime.
Too many coward motha fuckas livin life with no spine.
We in a bind.

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[Verse 2:]
My belly ache from these fake little snakes
Who come and 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 fuckas bleed.

Like some hooker on the street.
Sellin pussy just to eat.
Take the money and 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.

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[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 fuckin 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 shit I'm committed. & I won't ever leave ya hangin.
Always keep that thang swangin like the fuckin dope man I'm always stay slangin. Drivebys on these fake perpetrators stay bangin.
I'm a always stay the same while the while the world keeps changing.

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