Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven Or Hell

Bye bye boy,

play, women produce
Kids kids, just for the juice
Now Africa, is lookin' for the
But it's gonna take a to enlighten the youth

In this of the story, no need to bore me, it ain't do nothin' for me
Even Denzel Washington couldn't any glory
In the overcrowded streets of the
I know it's shitty, but I can do the pity

Baby, lived in the ghetto or the projects
But I wear my Tim and Hi-Techs and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't it
are for kids, this kid is not a silly rabbit

Well, he's standin' on a corner with his pumpin' loud
Next him goin' off, in the crowd
A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken
Brothers like to wear their pants off their ass

Girls, today don't wear no
Little John Doe got a ho tricks in the bars
carries a can of mace
And stick a .45 in your face

So and meet my man Brett
(Yo, up, Brett?)
smokin', but it's not a cigarette
(Speak on it, Pep)

I how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into he can't out of?
A lot of my friends are sick and
(Sick of who?)
The
(Word)

Rollin' on 'em, on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' that got one of 'em
It was a bust but something's weird
Well, the matter, Spinderella?
The way a million disappeared

Children play, produce
killing kids, just for the juice
Now Africa is for the truth
But do you think the other man will enlighten the

and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on

Who gives the damn me?
Me, Me, yeah, little old me
Me, myself, and I, live or die, or cry
I'm all I got, Pops and that's a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in jail before I

Go 'head me, tell 'em, they may be of hearing
So yellin' at the top of your lungs
Now, everybody's got they wanna be hard rocks
And not be a that buys a history book

Not me, I'll a clock, not rock to my hits
And that two-fifth click to my
And playgirl's rip and I'ma have to rip shit

Go for 'cuz you gotta, in the ghetto
You don't get a if you settle for the drama
a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my and Wesson will answer

Heaven and hell is on
Heaven and is on earth

Well, everybody be damned, her father's in
Sister's on the screamin', "Booty for sale"
Mom spends the night gettin' drunk her uncle
Her brother's sellin' radios and by the trunk full

See, every man she ever would wind up dead
might fall in jail, others runnin' from the Feds
The only thing she ever was a piece of lead
And that's a double barreled underneath the bed

Some people wanna fill the
With silly songs and loony tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs and blues
There's good and bad news, military coups

A rebel with no cause in a pack of
I never lived in the slum, shot a gun
But I'll use one, make me use one

Children play, women
Kids killing kids, just for the
Now Africa, is lookin' for the
But it's gonna take a while to the youth

(Heaven and is on earth)
play, women produce
Kids killing kids, for the juice
Now Africa, is for the truth
But it's gonna take a to enlighten the youth

(Heaven and is on earth)
Children play, women
Kids killing kids, just for the
Now Africa, is lookin' for the
But who do you think will the youth

(Heaven and is on earth)
Children play, women
killing kids, just for the juice
Now is lookin' for the truth
But who do you think enlighten the youth

(Heaven and is on earth)
play, women produce
Kids kids, just for the juice
Now Africa is for the truth
But who do you think enlighten the youth
(Heaven and is on earth)