Testi:
Who Heaven And Hell

place up above you grow feather wings and you fly round and round With a harp singin' hymns And down in the ground you grow horns and a tail and you carry a fork And

heaven, there is no hell The only truth as you can see it for yourself So trust nobody but yourself For that's the only thing you can know that exists And

was raised to raise hell, frail and my heart stale So I'ma bring hell to earth until my heart fail But y'all play fair, give me and mine, I'll share Til

And why the hell am I locked in jail They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell In my mind I can see it comin And all the time it's a plot

with the task to harass and murder my ass Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? Shit's hard, who can you tell? Aand if we fail? High speeds, and

things learned in prison, blessed and still livin Tryin to earn every penny that I'm gettin, and reminiscin to the beginnin of my mission When I was conceived, and

hell out. Cuz here I come. Hit em with my bop gun. They came and they blast. We got witt they ass. And oh, pop this vest and all the rest of that mess

was down with this business Tryin' clown and get a cent and so rather than stand forever, been thinking drinking over a felony and hell of me and

's too real, now see shit too clear See there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt (What else is it dawg?) The velvet and the silk, and makin sure