Steady Hands Songtext
von Mr. Deadly
Steady Hands Songtext
Well, mama done raised me right
Because she didn′t raise a fool
I know the value of a dollar
I know the value of your jewels
I got an eye for what you're thinking
And the gut for when to move
I been living a lie and my life is a crime
But I′m blessed with steady hands
I don't know how I know
What I know
I'm just a bad, bad man
I know you got ten grand in that ring
I′m gonna get myself paid tonight
"I didn′t see you there, let me help you up
I'm gonna miss my train, goodbye"
Well, daddy was just a ghost
Just a story mama told
She loved to swing a paddle
Took us to church to save our souls
But them three jobs she was working
Let me work my hustle, too
I was hungry and cold til′ I found out I had
Those quick and steady hands
I don't want for a thing anymore
I′m just a bad, bad man
I know you got ten grand in that ring
I'm gonna get myself paid tonight
"I didn′t see you there, let me help you up
I'm gonna miss my train, goodbye"
Well, it wasn't a minute′s run
Through the alley to my ride
Heard a loud pop
In a flash I felt a burning in my side
When I looked back over my shoulder
Caught one right between the eyes
But I never let go of the ring
And they had to pry open my hands
I may be dead but I ain′t giving up
I'm just a bad, bad man
I′m just a bad, bad man
Because she didn′t raise a fool
I know the value of a dollar
I know the value of your jewels
I got an eye for what you're thinking
And the gut for when to move
I been living a lie and my life is a crime
But I′m blessed with steady hands
I don't know how I know
What I know
I'm just a bad, bad man
I know you got ten grand in that ring
I′m gonna get myself paid tonight
"I didn′t see you there, let me help you up
I'm gonna miss my train, goodbye"
Well, daddy was just a ghost
Just a story mama told
She loved to swing a paddle
Took us to church to save our souls
But them three jobs she was working
Let me work my hustle, too
I was hungry and cold til′ I found out I had
Those quick and steady hands
I don't want for a thing anymore
I′m just a bad, bad man
I know you got ten grand in that ring
I'm gonna get myself paid tonight
"I didn′t see you there, let me help you up
I'm gonna miss my train, goodbye"
Well, it wasn't a minute′s run
Through the alley to my ride
Heard a loud pop
In a flash I felt a burning in my side
When I looked back over my shoulder
Caught one right between the eyes
But I never let go of the ring
And they had to pry open my hands
I may be dead but I ain′t giving up
I'm just a bad, bad man
I′m just a bad, bad man
Writer(s): Nicholas Ryan Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

