Heaven Or Hell-Gunplay

Heaven Or Hell

歌手:Gunplay

专辑:Gunplay

时间:2015-01-01

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Some n***as go to college some n***as go to jail

Some make it into heaven some make it into hell

Nobody want to lose nobody want to fail

Nobody want to die nobody want to kill

The things we do just to make it through

But nobody want to lose nobody want to fail

Nobody want to die we're just tryna live our life

Cold a*s court room facing the L

Twenty four hours prior pacing myself

Asking myself is this it is this what I deserve

Red jumper fitting like they had one on reserve

So alone feelin' like the only one on the earth

Shot go wrist to ankle mama looking worried and scurred

Immediate revenge before the verdict was served

Shoot a n***a s**t up don't alert him and swerve

Talkin bout revenge that's a perfect return

These degrees gon burn you gon suffer the third

Bakin soda and the bird turn feathers to fur

So these motha f**kin fellas be as jealous as girls

N***as hatin but they beggin me to sell em these words

WORD

But I gotta beat these felonies first

Bought a brand new benz that'll never reverse

This is never rehearsed this a methamphetamine verse

Look I got homies in the ground skeleton and bones

And n***as doing life they ain't ever coming home

They said I wouldn't make it or never see the throne

And my baby mama hate me cause she said I did her wrong

Cause I left to chase my dream get it any means

I said that I'll be back she wasn't listening to me

That back and forth arguing was getting in between

I said f**k them other n***as I go get it with my team

If we all grind we all shine f**k a part time

I used to play the block early morning and dark time

Now it's G5 flights f**k a depart time

It was hard times n***a now it's our time

Just take a look at my life rapping brought me back to life

Cause I was in them streets my heart was cold as a pack of ice

Every night we strapping like we was in Iraq to fight

Cause n***as getting murdered for a block that do a stack a night

Woah I got to make it home to my son

On them papers with a firm hold on his gun

Before I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my tongue

Give me a hundred years in a hole on the sun

In boiling water in the world of no order

In the hood ain't no loyalty ain't no world for your daughter

Ain't no life for your brother on the life of my mother

I'mma get the fam right n***a you d**n right

Yeah I used to pop a lot of s**t now I keep it moderate

These n***as know I been iced out hopping out of s**t

Right now I'm praying for my son to get this scholarship

A nice university one of these black colleges

Far as the hood go I acknowledge it

But whoever ain't a snake usually a follower

Luckily I can tell a difference

My man coming home my other man getting sentenced

Soft n***as usually send the hate through the b***hes

Jealous Instagram n***as hating on your pictures

We dream chasing y'all n***as walking behind wishes

Without working for it not often you find riches

Some n***as find coffins others just find ditches

Just ask around 'bout the militia they malicious

D block finish that and cop more d**e

I'm two stroke you four stroke

If you got enough cigars we can all smoke

Ain't nothing all good when you all broke

So we could never be equal

Never bite the hand that'll feed you

Never fear a man if he bleed too

Some n***as need a head shot some n***as need two

Play sweet in these streets and they'll leave you

You can't see the devil he's see through

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