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Devil Sold His Soul Hope

heavens above Product of ya sins, my father, I never knew him Call the exorcist, 'cause the devil done got to him Voodoo child, son of bitch, a bastard Sold my soul

for mercy on their knees which I may grant if I should please because I want it's the worst, yet the bet for my vengeance for the rest vendetta Chorus giving the devil his due his

-show quick" Said Mick the prick, fresh out the Nick "I sold cheap holiday, the minute they leave Then a visit I pay an' does it pay" His friend, liquid

his life in this dope game cocaine He told me don't trust nobody; his best friend was the trigga man I see tears in his sista and his momma eye His

rage of Angels) [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] 1988, pops died, middle of the night Forty-six years old, middle of his life My mother ain't have a job, poppy was on his

Vendetta You're all headstones, headstones now I'm the one left - the walking dead (2x) You're all headstones (4x) Giving the Devil his Due (4x) Headstones, Headstones Giving the Devil his Due His

Passed through the absence of parentally hands to develop an evident level of benevolence so it's probably better I sold my sold to the devil This is

time stand still Just to find myself Living in "the deadville" (the devil) Soon his job beneath is to Be a star of the show the devil hosts And to never come back from his

?) So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's) So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?) So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Hoping that your soul