The Dead South feat. Rich Kidd - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company Lyrics

Lyrics In Hell I'll Be In Good Company - The Dead South , Rich Kidd



Dead love couldn't go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you
In Hell I'll be in good company
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company
In hell I'll be in good company
My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
(In Hell I'll be)
(In Hell I'll be in good company)
-Rich Kidd-
The secrets you can't hide
Extortion or the bribes
Up is where the jig lies
Small towns, big lies
What I follow though is the honor code
I got street smarts, made honor roll
Got a steel heart and a troubled soul
Tell the devil get out cause I'm on my own
From the brimstone and the fire
For redemption, no desire
Ghost rider can't save me
In Hades I might retire
My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
In hell I'll be in good company
Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you
In hell I'll be in good company
In hell I'll be in good company



Writer(s): COLTON CRAIG CRAWFORD, DANIEL J KENYON, SCOTT MATTHEW PRINGLE, NATHANIEL WILLIAM HILTS


The Dead South feat. Rich Kidd - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
Album In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
date of release
28-07-2017



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