Heaven Or Hell Remix

Move on, live with regrets

I philosophize all my life burnin cigarettes

But they HANs and never feel me

So don't be camera-shy; I won't let nobody see

Satellite's x-raying your life, they know the flavors of rice

I think twice, cause Kid 'N Play are just too nice

See I was livin life like a comic book villain

then I'm, octa-gone in the wind with the pollen

Just fuck wit them that's makin me sick

And, she left with a convincing stride

That psychiatrist used to hold my cock

We got a burner Doc!

Especially when family is a dying institution

I fixed me when I broke the aggression

I ride for the A, so fuck what you say

Cause the kid's gotta eat, and it's bills to pay

I shoot from the hip wit no use of the wrist

They say I'm a MC but really an artist

But my crowd got family all around

It's Comp-Town, five stakes by the pound

You like that group Kris Kross

Packing them torches, connects from Cali to Moss

Doesn't matter if you near-white or little light

Then buck you, tuck you in for the night

Good with math but I skipped it in school

G's that pack tools pay dues to rule

The more they hate, the more I elevate on 'em

And dance through your cranium, tangle with your brain stem

Been through all the cat scans and bad checks

Boy, life ain't nothin but fat checks and head sex

You look like a fool... that the scene recruited

Cause in this game, with fake MC's it's been polluted

Boss now who lost? Told you over and over

Craziest man you ever seen, in a cream Range Rover

Don't provoke the wrath of this rhyme inventor

Pullin him over the muh'fuckin counter

I make shots ring, watch poppa swing

Girl, here's the diamond ring

The one that'll bust

Ashes to dust