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Baron Samedi Song His Choice on Style

🎶 There’s a man in black with a hat so wide, He laughs when the mourning mothers cry. But don't be fooled by the graveyard grin— That’s the Baron, child. He’ll let you in. [Verse 1 – Male, Baron speaks-sings] 🎶 I don’t beg, I don’t plead, I don’t break. I drink rum by the grave, I know what’s fake. You come cryin’? I might lend a hand— But don’t bring lies to my piece of land. [Verse 2 – Female] 🎶 They built their churches on bones they stole, Called it holy and sold their soul. But Baron sees what the priest won’t say— He buries truth in broad daylight. [Chorus – Both, trading lines then singing together] 🎶 (M) I got a grave with a golden gate, (F) He got the keys and he seals your fate, (M) I count the names that the liars lost, (F) He don’t blink when he pays the cost. (Together) 🎶 Baron Samedi, smoke and flame, Dancin’ on down with your real name. You want mercy? Tell the truth. Or he’ll dig that grave for you. [Verse 3 – Male] 🎶 I’ve kissed the lips of a dying star, Danced in fire, I wear my scars. I seen queens fall, saints run scared— But the real ones? I’ve always spared. [Bridge – Female, whispery and sharp] 🎶 He’s the shadow on your breath, The joke that chokes the face of death. A little mercy, a little flame— But Baron never plays your game. [Final Chorus – Both, loud and rising like a funeral procession] 🎶 (M) I got a throne in the graveyard clay, (F) He makes the devils kneel and pray. (M) I sip truth and I spit out lies, (F) And I’ll be there when the last one dies. (Together) 🎶 Baron Samedi, bones and smoke, Laughter rising with every stroke. This ain’t church—it’s sacred dirt, Where the lies are burned and the truth don’t hurt. 🎩 Where the lies are burned… and the truth don’t hurt.