Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven Or Hell

Bye bye boy,

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

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

Baby, never lived in the or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Techs and I havoc
And if you try to play me I won't it
Trix are for kids, kid is not a silly rabbit

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

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

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

I wonder how the hell a lets himself
Get into somethin' he out of?
A lot of my friends are and tired
(Sick of who?)
The
(Word)

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

Children play, produce
Kids killing kids, just for the
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 gives the about me?
Me, Me, yeah, little old me
Me, myself, and I, or die, laugh or cry
I'm all I got, Pops and that's a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in before I ho-hop

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

Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my
And that two-fifth to my tits
And playgirl's gonna rip and I'ma have to rip

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

Heaven and is on earth
Heaven and hell is on

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

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

Some people wanna 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 with no cause in a pack of fools
I never in the slum, never shot a gun
But I'll use one, don't me use one

Children play, produce
Kids killing kids, for the juice
Now Africa, is for the truth
But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the

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

(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 enlighten the

(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 the youth

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