Lyrics:
Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
been easily brainwashed by just one sentence
It goes: all men are created equal
That's why corrupt governments kill innocent people
With chemical
world that could never be
I recognize you're the future (future)
Light shines from the tree
Heaven's in the kid, Hell don't exist
Inhale, exhale
Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
Fuck 'em up all day like a nympho
I been dope since S curl waves
Trying to convince hoes I got good hair
Knowing damn well there's chemicals there
I'm in
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em (left you all by yourself)
'Cause I think we can
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
'em
Got your dues, boy, you know you got to give 'em
Got to start sweet like a slow blues rhythm
Like a heartbeat you'll always be with 'em
When
A Hell Of A Fire
Got To Mess Around And Take Ya All Higher
My Clientele Climb The Great Big Boost
I'm The Give It All And Turn It Loose, Huh
All You Fly
Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
(Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is
Hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutching they genitals by the dresser
I'm takin' your kids' brains, you ain't gettin'em back
With a move of perfection, my dissection
Some call it lethal injection
I'm gonna fill'em with
another bush surrounded by a couple orchids
Poor kids just 'cause they were poor kids
Left 'em on they porches same old story in New Orleans
Silly
and money
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that's built to last
If you fuck with me I'll put my foot in your ass
See, I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep
my crown
Givin' up on havin' tomorrow, oh
Kings of swing
Everybody out on the floor say hey
Kings of swing
We're the romance all in your head, whoa
sub', harassing
I'd count my blessings, but I suck at math
I'd rather wallow than bask, sufferin' succotash
But the antacid, it gives my stomach gas
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
Poison is bubbling
Beneath your dreamhome
Buried there years before
Kid runs in crying
From playing in the garden
"Mommy, I burned my hands!"
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em (left you all by yourself)
'Cause I think we can
given
The only thing that I can
Identify within this business
I'm just a good kid from
Compton that want to rap
Weighing my options
Pick up a Bible
pessimistic
To know I'm gifted chasin' hood rat brownie
Points and bullshittin'
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin'
Hopped a four on 'em
Grab my dick and pour
my blessings, but I suck at math
I'd rather wallow than bask, sufferin' succotash
But the antacid, it gives my stomach gas
When I mix my corn with
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