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 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 fucked up time so many fucked up minds inspire fucked up crimes 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 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 fuckas bleed like some hooker on the street sellin pussy 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 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 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 ma always stay the same while the while the world keeps changing 
['country rap', 'horrorcore', 'rap rock', 'redneck']