SOUL4SALE Lyrics by HARDY
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ’bout calling that mother fucker up and saying
Yo, yo, come on
HARDY wants some brand new foreigns for his new collection (Damn)
But me I want the cross from the resurrection (Jesus)
So I can clone the one and only man himself (Jesus)
The second coming (Come on)
To help us all get out this Hell (Please help us)
Never mind those bitches (Bitches)
You been fuckin’ with this (Bitches)
Your constitution on some lame ass business shit or is it (Or is it)
You’ll go to find that diamond (Find that diamond)
On point with epic timin’ (Epic timin’)
Well look no further D, I got that country Bizkit rhymin’
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ’bout calling that motherfucker up and saying
I’m ready for the weekdays to turn into the weekends
Never know what day it is
Singin’ songs to my friends on a Sunday
Sippin’ spiked lemonade until the morning on Monday
Whatever it takes to be free and have this melody feed my entire family
Just sign a motherfucker up and do it ASAP
I’ll put my blood on the line so we can call it a wrap
‘Cause I
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ’bout calling that motherfucker up and saying
I don’t know what gives, I don’t know what gives
I can’t sit here waiting fading anymore
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ’bout calling that motherfucker up and saying