Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven 'n Hell (remix)

Children play produce
killing kids just for the juice
Now Africa is looking for the
But it's gonna take a to enlighten the youth

In this edition of the no need to bore me
It can't do nothin' for me even Denzel couldn't find any

In the overcrowded of the city
I know it's (shitty) but I can do without the
(Baby never lived in the ghetto)...or the
But I my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to me I won't have it
Trix are for kids, this kid is not a silly

(Well) He's on a corner with his system pumpin' loud
him goin' off, scream in the crowd
A whole lot of screams, a lot of glass
Brothers like to wear their 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 meet my man Brett (Yo, up, Brett?)
He's smokin', but it's not a (Speak on it, Pep)
I wonder how the a brother lets himself
Get into somethin' he out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are and tired (Sick of who?)
The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' they got one of 'em
It was a bust, but something's weird
(Well, the matter, Spinderella?)
The way half a million

Heaven and is on earth
Heaven and is on earth

Who a damn about me?
(Huh?) Me (what?), me, yeah, old me
Me, myself, and I
Live or die, or cry
I'm all that I got, Pops, and a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in before I ho-hop
Go 'head, me, 'em
They may be hard of
So keep at the top of your lungs
Now got guns
They wanna be rocks and not be a fool
That a history book
Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my
And that click to my kids
If nothin's gonna then I'm-a have to rip sh...
Ah, go for yours you gotta
In the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the
She's a gangster and the terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my and Wesson will answer

Heaven and is on earth
Heaven and hell is on

Well be damned, her father's in jail
Sister's on the screamin', "Booty for sale"
Mom spends the night gettin' drunk with her
Her sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful
See, man she ever messed would wind up dead
Some might fall in jail, others runnin' the Feds
(The only thing she loved was a piece of lead)
And a double-barrelled pump underneath the bed

Some people fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody
The good is God's news, with Him you can't lose
is here on earth, the heaven you can choose
There's a choice, you got one, son, know I'm comin' from?
Choose one, you better one

Heaven and is on earth
Heaven and is on earth