KING 810 - bad folks [official]

Bad folks is the 9th track from the upcoming LP K7: rustbelt numetal 2. K8 RBNM3 @ https://king810.com/collections/all K8 RBNM3 was recorded live on the summer solstice 11/2 in one day in front of a studio audience of 45. There are no samples, keyboards, synthesizers, click track/metronome used in recording. Recorded by Chuck Alkazian Mixed and Mastered by Josh Schroeder DIRECTED & EDITED BY Bryce Mata CAMERA OPERATORS Angela Lopez Evan Kissel Micah Wagner Bryce Mata SUPPORT THIS CHANNEL ▶ Mailing list: https://king810.com/pages/mailing-list MERCHANDISE ▶ Merchandise: https://king810.com/ ▶ Book: https://king810.com/products LINKS ▶ TikTok:   / king810official   ▶ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4LBpv... ▶ Facebook:   / king810flint   ▶ Instagram:   / king810flint   ▶ Twitter:   / king810flint   #king810 #numetal #metalmusic LYRICS When my heart grows cold I like to go down to a hole where lunatics run the show Its a dark ol haunt where I head to feel fine & wait for a pretty lady to run her eyes over mine I had a good señorita but I couldn’t keep her yaknow my friends always hangin around Drug runners gun runners rum runners them runners ran my baby right outta town Bad bad folks I know a woman named Valentine aint nothin like the saint Cupid had a bow she a big booty Judy and her bow is a Russian AK She had a cheating ol man shot him right through the chin Laid the gun in the street sat down on the curb went to prison said shed do it again Bad bad folks When my heart turns cold I like to go down to a place where lunatics run the show It’s a place you can’t go full of them bad bad folks The law don’t come we fuck & fight for fun If you got a good bone in your body better run baby Don’t let us catchya hangin round them bad bad folks I know a man named Leroy brown aint nothing like the song He got a scar cross his throat about yay long he got 3 bodies on the same gun I know a boy named Opie Taylor aint nothin like the show Had to go on the run when he set a boy on fire cuz he wore the wrong color clothes Bad bad folks When my heart turns cold I like to go down to a place where lunatics run the show It’s a place you can’t go full of them bad bad folks The law don’t come we fuck & fight for fun If you got a good bone in your body better run baby Don’t let us catchya hangin round them bad bad folks Bad folks Bad folks Bad folks Bad folks Bad bad folks Bad bad folks Bad bad folks Bad bad folks I had a good señorita but I couldn’t keep her So I traded her ass in for half a dozen bad bonitas When my heart turns cold I like to go down to a place where lunatics run the show It’s a place you can’t go full of them bad bad folks The law don’t come we fuck & fight for fun If you got a good bone in your body better run baby Don’t let us catchya hangin round them bad bad folks When my heart turns cold I like to go down to a place where lunatics run the show It’s a place you can’t go full of them bad bad folks The law don’t come we fuck & fight for fun If you got a good bone in your body better run baby You don’t want nothin to do with them bad bad folks