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Old Saint Nick
by Hellbent
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You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
I don't got no beef with the industry
I don't got no beef with musical history
I know the systems been established and they're pissed at me
For breaking all the fuckin rules and never missing a beat
Oh how could somebody let go
Of something so fresh and cold
Guess there's things I'll never know
Cause my heart has been exposed
Off the deep end I will go
Cause the weekend is a joke
And the people and the coke
And the demons in the smoke
Not for me
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
It's no fuckin brainer homie put me in the paper
Send me the fuckin bill if you can't I'll see you later
Turn my shoes into gators don't be stingy with it player
Gimme money gimme haters gimme bunnies gimme acres
Gimme radio play
Don't be playin no games
Gimme stadium raves
On the radio waves
Imma dirty city slicker imma spit it real hard
And keep the fuckin sticker on my brand new car
You could pack it up and get your show on the road
Leave your wife at home and blow a thousand loads
Buy a boat and sow your wildest oats
And eat the low hanging fruit with the loudest goats
Up in the biz
And wear your pretty coat and your chick
Lookin like old Saint Nick just fuckin stole ya bitch
Walking around like you pushing out some golden shit
But everybody know you prolly fuckin broke as shit
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
I don't got no beef with the industry
I don't got no beef with musical history
I know the systems been established and they're pissed at me
For breaking all the fuckin rules and never missing a beat
Oh how could somebody let go
Of something so fresh and cold
Guess there's things I'll never know
Cause my heart has been exposed
Off the deep end I will go
Cause the weekend is a joke
And the people and the coke
And the demons in the smoke
Not for me
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
It's no fuckin brainer homie put me in the paper
Send me the fuckin bill if you can't I'll see you later
Turn my shoes into gators don't be stingy with it player
Gimme money gimme haters gimme bunnies gimme acres
Gimme radio play
Don't be playin no games
Gimme stadium raves
On the radio waves
Imma dirty city slicker imma spit it real hard
And keep the fuckin sticker on my brand new car
You could pack it up and get your show on the road
Leave your wife at home and blow a thousand loads
Buy a boat and sow your wildest oats
And eat the low hanging fruit with the loudest goats
Up in the biz
And wear your pretty coat and your chick
Lookin like old Saint Nick just fuckin stole ya bitch
Walking around like you pushing out some golden shit
But everybody know you prolly fuckin broke as shit
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
