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(Azor-Azor) CHORUS Children play, women produce Kids killing kids just for the juice Now Africa is looking for the truth But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth In this edition of the story, no need to bore me It can't do nothin' for me, even Denzel Washington couldn't find any glory In the overcrowded streets of the city I know it's shitty, but I can do without the pity (Baby never lived in the ghetto)...or the projects But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc And if you try to play me I won't have it Trix are for kids, this kid is not a silly rabbit (Well) He's standin' on a corner with his system pumpin' loud Next him goin' off, scream in the crowd A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken glass Brothers like to wear their pants fallin' off their ass Girls today don't wear no bras Little John Doe got a ho turnin' tricks in the bars Grandma carries a can of mace And she'll stick a .45 in your face So come and meet my man Brett (Yo, what up, Brett?) He's smokin', but it's not a cigarette (Speak on it, Pep) I wonder how the hell a brother lets himself Get into somethin' he can't get out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh) A lot of my friends are sick and tired (Sick of who?) The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, holdin' on 'em Hopin' that they got one of 'em It was a drug bust, but something's weird (Well, what's the matter, Spinderella?) The way half a million disappeared CHORUS Heaven and hell is on earth Heaven and hell is on earth Who gives a damn about me? (Huh?) Me (what?), me, yeah, little old me Me, myself, and I Live or die, laugh or cry I'm all that I got, Pops, and that's a lot, Hops I'd rather rot in jail before I ho-hop Go 'head, me, tell 'em They may be hard of hearing So keep yellin' at the top of your lungs Now everybody's got guns They wanna be hard rocks and not be a fool That buys a history book Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my hits And that two-fifth click to my tits And Playgirl's gonna rip, and I'm-a have to rip shit Ah, go for yours cuz you gotta In the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer Ask too many questions and my Smith and Wesson will answer Heaven and hell is on earth Heaven and hell is on earth Well everybody meet Gail, her father's in jail Sister's on the corner screamin', "Booty for sale" Mom spends the night gettin' drunk with her uncle Her brother's sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead Some are thrown in jail, others runnin' from the Feds (The only thing she ever loved was a piece of lead) And that's a double-barrelled pump underneath the bed Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues There's good news and bad news, military coups A rebel with no cause in a pack of fools I never lived in the slum, never shot a gun But I'll use one, don't make me use one CHORUS Heaven and hell is on earth Heaven and hell is on earth CHORUS (repeat/fade)
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