Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven Or Hell

Bye bye boy,

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

In this edition of the story, no need to bore me, it ain't do for me
Even Denzel couldn't find any glory
In the overcrowded streets of the
I know shitty, but I can do without the pity

Baby, never lived in the or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and 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 system pumpin'
Next him goin' off, scream in the
A lot of screams, a lot of broken glass
Brothers like to wear their fallin' off their ass

Girls, today don't no bras
Little John Doe got a ho tricks in the bars
Grandma carries a can of
And she'll stick a .45 in your

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

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

Rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, on 'em
Hopin' that got one of 'em
It was a drug bust but something's
Well, what's the matter,
The way half a disappeared

Children play, produce
Kids killing kids, for the juice
Now is lookin' for the truth
But do you think the other man enlighten the youth

and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on

Who the damn about me?
Me, Me, yeah, little 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 rot in jail before I ho-hop

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

Not me, need a clock, not rock to my hits
And two-fifth click to my tits
And playgirl's gonna rip and I'ma to rip shit

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

and hell is on earth
Heaven and is on earth

Well, everybody be damned, her in jail
on the corner screamin', "Booty for sale"
Mom spends the night drunk with her uncle
Her sellin' radios and toasters by the trunk full

See, every man she ever would wind up dead
Some might 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 fill the world
With silly love songs and loony
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, never a gun
But I'll use one, make me use one

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

(Heaven and is on earth)
Children play, women
Kids kids, just for the juice
Now Africa, is for the truth
But gonna take a while to enlighten the youth

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

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

(Heaven and is on earth)
play, women produce
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)