Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven 'n Hell

Children play, women
Kids killing kids just for the
Now africa is looking for the
But gonna take a while to enlighten the youth

In this of the story, no need to bore me
It can't do for me, even denzel washington couldn't find any

In the overcrowded of the city
I know it's (shitty), but I can do without the
(baby never lived in the ghetto)...or the
But I wear my tim boots and hi-tecs and I havoc
And if you try to play me I have 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 fallin' off ass
Girls today don't wear no
Little john doe got a ho turnin' in the bars
Grandma carries a can of
And she'll a .45 in your face

So come and my man brett (yo, what up, brett? )
He's smokin', but not a cigarette (speak on it, pep)
I how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into he can't out of? (uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick and tired (sick of )
The police (word!) rollin' on 'em, on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' that got one of 'em
It was a bust, but something's weird
(well, what's the matter, )
The way a million disappeared

Heaven and is on earth
Heaven and hell is on

Who a damn about me?
(huh? ) me (what? ), me, yeah, old me
Me, myself, and i
Live or die, or cry
I'm all that I got, pops, and that's a lot,
I'd rather rot in before I ho-hop
Go 'head, me, 'em
may be hard of hearing
So keep yellin' at the top of lungs
Now everybody's got
They wanna be hard and not be a fool
That buys a history
Not me, I'll a clock, not rock to my hits
And that two-fifth click to my
If nothin's flip then i'm-a have to rip sh...
Ah, go for yours 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 smith and wesson answer

Heaven and is on earth
Heaven and is on earth

Well be damned, her father's in jail
on the corner screamin', "booty for sale"
Mom spends the night gettin' with her uncle
Her brother's sellin' radios and by the trunkful
See, every man she ever messed would wind up
might fall in jail, others runnin' from the feds
(the only she ever loved was a piece of lead)
And that's a pump underneath the bed

Some people wanna fill the world silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and blues
The good news is god's news, with him you lose
Hell is here on earth, the heaven you can
There's a choice, you got one, son, where I'm comin' from?
one, you better choose one

Heaven and hell is on
Heaven and hell is on