Heaven Or Hell Lyrics - Very Necessary - Salt N Pepa

Bye bye boy, yeah 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa, is lookin' 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 ain'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-Techs 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 out of? 

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 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa is lookin' for the truth 

But do you think the other man will enlighten the youth 

Heaven and hell is on earth 

Heaven and hell is on earth 

Who gives the damn about me? 

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'ma have to rip shit 

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 be damned, 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 trunk full 

See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead 

Some might fall in jail, others runnin' from the Feds 

The only thing she ever loved was a piece of lead 

And that's a double barreled pump underneath the bed 

Some people wanna fill the world 

With silly love songs and loony 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 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa, is lookin' for the truth 

But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth 

(Heaven and hell is on earth) 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa, is lookin' for the truth 

But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth 

(Heaven and hell is on earth) 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa, is lookin' for the truth 

But who do you think will enlighten the youth 

(Heaven and hell is on earth) 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa is lookin' for the truth 

But who do you think will enlighten the youth 

(Heaven and hell is on earth) 

Children play, women produce 

Kids killing kids, just for the juice 

Now Africa is lookin' for the truth 

But who do you think will enlighten the youth 

(Heaven and hell is on earth)