Heaven Hell by Bravo Luchiano Lyrics
[Verse: Bravo Luchiano]
If guns ain't the answer
Why'd they make it for
I jus break the law
I dnt make it lord
If cops abuse the law
We should erase the law
If you ain't working hard
You won't make it far
I grind even harder
Moves getting smarter
So when i take a leap
Maybe ill wind a bit farther
I do this for my family
My brothers and my sister
My momma and my pop
Time fly dont watch the clock
Yea i started from the top
And played from the bench
Lost some niggas in the field
R.I.P my nigga french
Pour some henny for my nigga
Take a little sip
Talking reckless bout the team
Probably get u hit
(Light em up Blaw blaw)
My bills high i feels high
Shownuff im is fly
Stress ripping my insides
If you ain't inside
My circle ill hop out them shells might just fly
Take you and yo pride
Bitch im from the bottom
No Not everyone can make it
I dont count on anybody
I just count the paper
East side of the borough
If you want it then you take it
Right here in my city
Brooklyn we be the realest
Mother fuckers on the planet
Them other niggas ain't about it
I walk directly into danger
You just walk around it
Young nigga getting wise
So i recognize
Couple good niggas gone
To the other side
Broad day or the night
You could lose ya life
Thats why my niggas getting right
Higher then a kite
My older brother out the pen
Here we go again
Still in the projects
Will it ever end
Too many niggas here starving
Tryna get the cake
Theres plenty goons in this place
So protect ya plate
All my niggas grind hard
Tryna duck the law
Keep a couple hood brauds
Like we double R
All that matters is respect
Ain't no love in here
You got a sess bring her through
So we all could share
All a nigga fear is god
I dont fear u quires
You pussy niggas wanna stare
I ain't never scared
These hungry niggas robbing me
Yo that could never happen
You want the bread
Ill get the toaster
Let these niggas have it
Too many bitches on my john
I just let em have it
If she broke
Make her disappear
Like she fucking Magic
If you disrespect the fam'
Id be quick to diss you
Stomp a mud hole in you
Make em reminisce you
Niggas tied to these bitches
Money over that
Cause its levels to this shit
I know you heard of that
If all you niggas bosses
Where the workers at
Since all these hoes dancing
Where the twerkers at
A nigga stressd
Phoenix where the work is at
Pop another bottle
Ill be shooting like im Serge ibak
Bravo got game im the truth
Fuck a superman in the booth
Nigga im bain in the booth
A nigga Bring pain in da booth
Hard bars cocaine in the booth
Young nigga came for the loot
These young niggas came for it too
They ain't talking
They just aim it and shoot
For no apparent reason
Every fucking season
Theres another little nigga
That just stopped breathing
Obama care dont care enough
Government dont give enough
I vent enough
Tryna get my paper up
You tryna get your woman up
I sin more
Like i ain't sin enough
Food stamps came in
But they ain't send enough
Im starvin' tryna blow up like marvin
Lifes a game its a gamble
I throw my cards in
Only fuck wit a handful
Im like a spartan
Im just looking for a damsel
To fuck her often
Often i spark it
Higher then a martian
Probably singing to yo bitch
On my chico debarge shit
Aw shit
If guns ain't the answer
Why'd they make it for
I jus break the law
I dnt make it lord
If cops abuse the law
We should erase the law
If you ain't working hard
You won't make it far
I grind even harder
Moves getting smarter
So when i take a leap
Maybe ill wind a bit farther
I do this for my family
My brothers and my sister
My momma and my pop
Time fly dont watch the clock
Yea i started from the top
And played from the bench
Lost some niggas in the field
R.I.P my nigga french
Pour some henny for my nigga
Take a little sip
Talking reckless bout the team
Probably get u hit
(Light em up Blaw blaw)
My bills high i feels high
Shownuff im is fly
Stress ripping my insides
If you ain't inside
My circle ill hop out them shells might just fly
Take you and yo pride
Bitch im from the bottom
No Not everyone can make it
I dont count on anybody
I just count the paper
East side of the borough
If you want it then you take it
Right here in my city
Brooklyn we be the realest
Mother fuckers on the planet
Them other niggas ain't about it
I walk directly into danger
You just walk around it
Young nigga getting wise
So i recognize
Couple good niggas gone
To the other side
Broad day or the night
You could lose ya life
Thats why my niggas getting right
Higher then a kite
My older brother out the pen
Here we go again
Still in the projects
Will it ever end
Too many niggas here starving
Tryna get the cake
Theres plenty goons in this place
So protect ya plate
All my niggas grind hard
Tryna duck the law
Keep a couple hood brauds
Like we double R
All that matters is respect
Ain't no love in here
You got a sess bring her through
So we all could share
All a nigga fear is god
I dont fear u quires
You pussy niggas wanna stare
I ain't never scared
These hungry niggas robbing me
Yo that could never happen
You want the bread
Ill get the toaster
Let these niggas have it
Too many bitches on my john
I just let em have it
If she broke
Make her disappear
Like she fucking Magic
If you disrespect the fam'
Id be quick to diss you
Stomp a mud hole in you
Make em reminisce you
Niggas tied to these bitches
Money over that
Cause its levels to this shit
I know you heard of that
If all you niggas bosses
Where the workers at
Since all these hoes dancing
Where the twerkers at
A nigga stressd
Phoenix where the work is at
Pop another bottle
Ill be shooting like im Serge ibak
Bravo got game im the truth
Fuck a superman in the booth
Nigga im bain in the booth
A nigga Bring pain in da booth
Hard bars cocaine in the booth
Young nigga came for the loot
These young niggas came for it too
They ain't talking
They just aim it and shoot
For no apparent reason
Every fucking season
Theres another little nigga
That just stopped breathing
Obama care dont care enough
Government dont give enough
I vent enough
Tryna get my paper up
You tryna get your woman up
I sin more
Like i ain't sin enough
Food stamps came in
But they ain't send enough
Im starvin' tryna blow up like marvin
Lifes a game its a gamble
I throw my cards in
Only fuck wit a handful
Im like a spartan
Im just looking for a damsel
To fuck her often
Often i spark it
Higher then a martian
Probably singing to yo bitch
On my chico debarge shit
Aw shit