Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven or Hell

[Intro: DJ
We all get caught in our own
Sometimes I have to remind
That on my worst day I live like somebody on greatest
Don't let your demons take you to hell, introduce them to

Some niggas go to college, some go to jail
Some make it into heaven, some it into hell
want to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, want to kill
The things we do just to make it
But want to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, we're tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Mill]
Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and
And niggas doing life, they ain't ever home
They said I wouldn't make it or see the throne
And my baby mama me cause she said I did her wrong
Cause I left to chase my dream, get it any
I said that be back, she wasn't listening to me
That and forth arguing was getting in between
I said them other niggas, I go get it with my team
If we all grind, we all shine, a part time
I used to the block early morning and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, fuck a time
It was times, nigga now it's our time
Just take a look at my life, rapping brought me back to
Cause I was in them streets, my heart was as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping like we was in to fight
Cause niggas getting murdered for a block do a stack a night
Woah, I got to it home to my son
On them papers with a hold on his gun
I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a hundred years in a on the sun
In boiling water, in the of no order
In the hood ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for your
Ain't no life for brother, on the life of my mother
I'mma get the fam right, you damn right

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I used to pop a lot of shit, now I it moderate
These niggas know I been iced out, out of shit
Right now I'm praying for my son to get scholarship
A nice university, one of these black
Far as the go, I acknowledge it
But whoever ain't a snake usually a
Luckily, I can tell a
My man home, my other man getting sentenced
Soft niggas usually send the hate through the
Instagram niggas hating on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas behind wishes
Without working for it, not often you riches
Some niggas find coffins others find ditches
Just ask around the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish that and cop dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got enough we can all smoke
nothing all good when you all broke
So we could be equal
Never the hand that'll feed you
Never a man if he bleed too
Some niggas need a head shot, some need two
Play sweet in these streets and they'll you
You can't see the devil, see through