Heaven Or Hell - K-Trap

Bienvenidos, pasajeros, a este tren Donde todo vale nada y nada es ley Sin escala, mucho menos dirección Pasa el tiempo y nadie tiene solución Entre duda y ansiedad No distingo entre el bien y el mal Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Por las vías del maldito rock and roll Sin antídoto ni cura, ni control Va tomando más y más velocidad Un reality con gente terminal Entre duda y ansiedad No distingo entre el bien y el mal Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno (sí, sí, sí, ah) Qué difícil es bajarse de este tren Donde todo vale nada y nada es ley Entre duda y ansiedad No distingo entre el bien y el mal Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Heaven or hell Soy parte de este puto infierno Heaven or hell Heaven or hell Heaven or hell Heaven or hell

Yeah, yeah, uh Uh, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah Well, what brings you to church this evenin'? Fightin' love, fightin' hate or you're fightin' your demons? Mama tried to talk to you, wouldn't kee-keep it Sad story, if I had to shoot 'em bet it's Robert Horry I know you can get comfortable with it I hit the road and had to double up my digits (woah) My car is push-to-start, like, can you dig it? Put it in the driveway, my key in your ignition I know it get hot as hell But you'll be a bad one, I wanna smoke some I know it get hotter, yeah I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some) Yeah Ooh, yeah, I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some) Take me to your house and let me poke some (ooh) Type of shit I gotta focus on Heaven or Hell? It be a story to tell (yeah) Sellin' the work, I had to push out the bales (woah) Me and my niggas, we steady dodgin' the 12 (uh-huh) Dodgin' the jail, don't talk on the cell (yeah) Lean in my orange soda, I'm Kenan and Kel (woah) And in my own corners, I trap out the mail (uh-huh) Fuck what you talkin' 'bout and fuck your lil' scale I bet it's gon' sell, I bet it's gon' sell It's whatever with the don, you know I'm leadin' the pack (uh) You play around, I'll bet you won't get it back (uh) I hit your bitch, I guess you won't get it back, uh (hahaha) I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some) Yeah Ooh, yeah, I wanna smoke some (yeah, yeah, yeah) Take me to your house and let me poke some (ooh) Type of shit I gotta focus on

I've been running for hours Running out of my power Leave and start anew Try turning my back but No matter which track it Leads me back to you And I can't seem to get away Does it mean I'm meant to stay? Is it worth the price we pay? 'Cause every time we give it a try We know it's gonna end in goodbye Without even knowing why Like fire and ice, we roll the dice Holding on it's gonna tear us apart But a head isn't as strong as a heart We're a lost cause from the start Like fire and ice, we roll the dice Either heaven or hell How do you still believe that We'll ever peace when We lost it on the way How are we still here today? Both of us, we feel betrayed Honestly, we're not okay 'Cause every time we give it a try We know it's gonna end in goodbye Without even knowing why Like fire and ice, we roll the dice Holding on it's gonna tear us apart But a head isn't as strong as a heart We're a lost cause from the start Like fire and ice, we roll the dice Either heaven or hell Is it what you wanted? Either heaven or hell Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Is it what you wanted? Either heaven or hell Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh 'Cause every time we give it a try We know it's going to end in goodbye Without even knowing why Like fire and ice, we roll the dice 'Cause every time we give it a try We know it's gonna end in goodbye Without even knowing why Like fire and ice, we roll the dice Holding on it's gonna tear us apart But a head isn't as strong as a heart We're a lost cause from the start Like fire and ice, we roll the dice Either heaven or hell

Bro, man's gone out the last three nights, yeah And every time man step out I go to the DJ "I got a bill for you if you can run K-Trap, Warm" Bro, I swear on my mother's life I think it's one of the greatest to ever come out of our count- I swear, like bro, do you know what it is? You know where you made it, you might not appreciate it Like, your fans, blud! I stopped rapping and reoffended (uh) You know when the trap needs mendin' (fixin') Too much mix in the Brizzy (Brizzy), you know when the pack needs blendin' (blendin') Buy it, cop it, tell me who shottin' it, thе gangs are spendin' You nevеr beat the mash off one hand (bah) After the bootin' (bah), your hand's all tremblin' (bah) Too much cap I'm hearin', too much swag they wearin' (huh) And they ain't bought no hammers That's so backwards, man, that's scary (horrid) Shootouts in the winter, lettin' off bine and my eyes all teary My football boots been dirty (dirty) You can't rap like that, you ain't certi (you can't) Only time I step out naked is when I'm fresh out the en-suite (fresh, fresh) I know I'm a rapper, I'm sorry to say "It's on me" (person) Pocket, rocket, lock it, shorty thinks it's fake (huh) Great, she don't know that I try get man in his face (bow) If I fire this .4 in the neighbourhood You gonna hear goodness grace (gracious) If I bust this brick in the kitchen Listen, you gonna need two, three plates (bring that) Prada drops 'cause I'm proud of bae This one's long, but small like Nafe Pick up them cases, don't want a case (you know) Out here on the block and you know we're warm (You know we're warm, you know we got it) Feds wanna search for hammers I know that they hope they're warm (warm) Two Ls, show enough to the bells Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it) Phone call from bae as well Home soon, make sure it's warm Remember them man there try throw it And gassed their works, they felt like Poet (uh) .44 in a 'retta, get the ball rollin' (rollin') I'm back and better, they hope I wasn't They're mad, they're fed up Workin' smart not hard, that's better (Mhm, mhm) Anytime we do it, we step out clean Couldn't care about CCTV Wanna fly bae out overseas But we're up and down like BTC (C) Six point three, it's a GLE 7K for that GLE Seven plates, that's seven scenes Brick a B, that's 17 (brick) G17, need 10 17s like Pooh and Guwop (glee, glee) Old-school with a two-pop Hold on, who's that there by the food shop? (Food shop) Four corn, need suttin' to chew on? (Chew on) Bad one wants suttin' to chew on (uh) If I get three pot, two on Press gonna hold it like I put glue on Out here on the block and you know we're warm (You know we're warm, you know we got it) Feds wanna search for hammers I know that they hope they're warm (warm) Two Ls, show enough to the bells Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it) Phone call from bae as well Home soon, make sure it's warm (warm, warm) Can't go back if blood gets drawn, drawn Send man home with their jackets torn

Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass Four pipes on this 4 You can hear it roar when I'm cutting past Don't ask what I do with the slab No hammer and chis' I chop this brick like Jackie Chan Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases Just counted up this week's profits You know when you made so much, you forgot your losses Trap be a man's main topic Put it under the tap and lock it Bando pebbling brandy, this whisky ain't from Scotland I was at home on JobSite Then I went and built me a hotline Now it's DSQ and Off-White I'm on Brompton Road with a hot spice Get the fork, come batter this fish No we ain't making cod pies Bro took a trip to the garden, then he came back with frostbite Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass Young days I was going on movies, not once did they cut me half But it's funny how things can change Now the trap goes insane Four pipes on this 4, you can hear it roar when I'm cutting past Now the girls wanna know, I laugh Says she want a man with a mask She don't even know the half But she don't even need to know it She just want a jeet and blow it And she love how the K's just frozen Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases I don't know if the pigs ain't bugged me so I've gotta talk in slang I copped me a lil pump way before I turned Gucci Gang When I finish this half this square, I might Louis my trainers Louis my top, Louis my belt, Louis my bag Anytime the location's up town, just know trap grew him a bag I'm in the T where the grub gets bruck down Don't ask what I do with the slab Don't even ask what I do with this mash Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat Tell my bitch I don't want Nobu or Hakkasan We can do Netflix and chill, I ain't going nowhere 'til this packet lands No hammer and chis', I chop this brick like Jackie Chan I'll stamp on it in my Louboutin's, these shoes cost a bag of sand Everything I get, that's cash in hand The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams Cash in hand The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases