Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven Or Hell

Bye bye boy,

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

In this of the story, no need to bore me, it ain't do nothin' for me
Even Denzel 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 my Tim boots and Hi-Techs and I wrecks 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 standin' on a corner with his system loud
Next him goin' off, scream in the
A whole lot of screams, a lot of glass
Brothers to wear their pants fallin' off their ass

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

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

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

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

play, women produce
Kids kids, just for the juice
Now Africa is 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 damn me?
Me, Me, yeah, little old me
Me, myself, and I, or die, laugh or cry
I'm all that I got, and that's a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in jail I ho-hop

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

Not me, I'll a clock, not rock to my hits
And that click to my tits
And playgirl's rip and I'ma have to rip shit

Go for yours 'cuz you gotta, in the
You don't get a medal if you for the drama
a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my and Wesson will answer

Heaven and hell is on
and hell is on earth

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

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

Some people fill the world
silly love songs and loony tunes
And got sad songs, mad songs and moody blues
There's good and bad news, military coups

A rebel with no cause in a of fools
I never lived in the slum, shot a gun
But use one, don't make me use one

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

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

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

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

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