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]