Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven 'n Hell (remix)

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

In edition of the story no need to bore me
It do nothin' 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 lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to me I won't have it
are for kids, this kid is not a silly rabbit

(Well) He's standin' on a corner his system pumpin' loud
Next him off, scream in the crowd
A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken
Brothers like to wear their fallin' off their ass
today don't wear no bras
Little John Doe got a ho turnin' in the bars
Grandma a can of mace
And she'll stick a .45 in face

So come and meet my man Brett (Yo, up, Brett?)
He's smokin', but not a cigarette (Speak on it, Pep)
I wonder how the a brother lets himself
Get into he can't out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick and (Sick of who?)
The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, on 'em
Hopin' they got one of 'em
It was a drug bust, but weird
(Well, the matter, Spinderella?)
The way half a million

Heaven and hell is on
Heaven and hell is on

Who gives a damn me?
(Huh?) Me (what?), me, yeah, 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 I ho-hop
Go 'head, me, 'em
They may be of hearing
So yellin' at the top of your lungs
Now everybody's got
They be hard rocks and not be a fool
That buys a history
Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my
And that two-fifth to my kids
If gonna flip then I'm-a have to rip sh...
Ah, go for yours you gotta
In the ghetto you don't get a medal if you for the drama
She's a gangster and the other cancer
Ask too many questions and my Smith and will answer

Heaven and hell is on
and hell is on earth

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

Some people wanna the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody
The good news is God's news, Him you can't lose
Hell is here on earth, the you can choose
There's a choice, you got one, son, know where I'm comin'
Choose one, you better one

Heaven and hell is on
Heaven and hell is on