Heaven & Hell chords by Raekwon and Ghostface Killah
Verse 1
Em
This that gravedigger shit (ooh, and no one
Dm
can fuck with the Wu-Tang)
Yo (what? What?)
Yo
Exotic type shit
Em
Ninety-four
We We must go to war fast
Dm
With the pen and the pad
Goddamn
Em
Shine like gold rims on
Dm
Pathfinders
Em
Wu-Tang reclines, reclines, lamps
Dm
For the nine-sqaures, kid
(Money, clothes,
Em
designer hoes and shows, y'all)
Check it
Verse 2
Dm
Yo, yo, wakin' up about ten, kid
Em
Jumpin' in the shower,
peace about to make
Moves to slide like grease
Dm
What? I'm all about TECs and checks
Em
with nuff respect
You front, I'm slammin'
Dm
you like the Lex'
So now I'm out on the ninety-five
Em
Rockin' that that real nigga don't die
Dm
Guess down, drawers Kani
But, yo, I'm makin' a pit stop
Em
Go and buy a box of Glocks
Dm
It equaled up, pay up, what up Ahk?
Yo, remember that kid that we vicked?
Em
He made a half of mil for real,
he brought about four bricks
Dm
Yo, so now we connect thoughts,
Em
meet me at the airport
Tell Golden Arms maintain the fort
Dm
Get in touch with that west coast
Em
cali crab you stabbed
And meet me at the bitch lab
Dm
So word up , kid, we slid like a fat
Em
four to twelve bid and shit
Dm
Couldn't even rest, I need the vic'
And when I slept, I dream Gs, son
Em
I need some keys won't sell, call up son
Dm
I heard Pook and Tyriq caught a beef
Em
over some real shit
A fake nigga faked
and they killed his clique
Dm
Gimme a minute and I'm winnin'
Em
Yo, niggas done did it, rock your vest
Keep your whip tinted
Dm
So now we see him up
in Bojangles
Em
Stranglin' a forty ounce,
with ten Gs worth of gold bangles
Dm
Diamonds, what? All up in his face
Em
With his man's mace,
medallions the size of dinner plates
Dm
Yo, he knew we knew
him so we blew him
Em
Took thirty Gs worth of jewels of that nigga,
do him
Dm
So now I'm lampin' in
my man's land
Em
Streets is hot like sand
G's is rollin' in my right hand
Dm
Yup, you know the steezo, black
Em
Got to go down like that
Dm
Shallah, cigars and ball hats
Em
Ninety-four, takin' niggas niggas to war,
Verse 3
yo, yo
Dm
What do you believe in?
Heaven or hell?
Em
You don't believe in heaven
'cause we're livin' in hell
Dm
What do you believe in, boy,
Heaven or hell?
Em
You don't believe in Heaven
'cause we're livin' in hell
Dm
So it's your life
Verse 4
Em
What a chamber
Dm
Fuckin' with mad strangers
Em
Yeah, you know how it runs, baby
Straight up, yo
Dm
Money, clothes,
Em
designer hoes and shows y'all
That's how it goes, whatever
Dm
What do you believe in?
Heaven or hell?
Em
You don't believe in Heaven cause
we're livin' in hell
(31st chamber, y'all)
Dm
Em
So it's your life
Verse 5
Dm
Niggas ain't even know son
Em
How it happen so fast
Those were livin' and sold their weight
Dm
No question
Em
Shit is real,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Dm
Word up, niggas thinks it's all about the FILA,
velour
That little hundred dollars and that
Em
make you a man
You ain't promised tomorrow,
Dm
son, word up (for real)
Niggas don't understand how
Em
life can be so short
Dm
Come so fast
Within the blinkin' of eye
Em
Blink of an eye, you're gone,
baby, straight up
Dm
Know what I'm sayin'?
Get turned to dust
Em
Return to the casket
Dm
That ass is out, son, word up
Word up, get evaporated,
straight up (word up)
Em
Lose all your strength, nigga
Dm
Crazy dedication shoutout in the memory
Em
of Two Cent Jason
Heartbroken,
Dm
we soakin' wet though
Em
Keepin' it real for my peoples
Yeah, yo
Dm
And my physical brother DeVon,
Em
you're still in here, baby
Because you're in my arms nigga,
Dm
word up
I never let you go, baby
Em
You know what I'm say in'? You're my life charm,
Dm
word up
For real
Keep shinin'
Em
Real keepin it real, you know?
Dm
Shout out to major niggas
Big Kawai, Jess,
Em
Hell on the computer system
Dm
The RZA, who slams fat discs
for the ninety-four
Em
Word Word up, RZA
Dm
That's my nigga, baby
Yeah, eatin' dinner
with the big boys now
Em
You know what I'm sayin'?
Word up,
Dm
Big Booth represent the Q
You know how we do,
Em
Dm
Now get that power-U type type gangster on,
you know?
Em
The GZA, word up, Master Killa
Dm
The Abbot of the Clan
(my man)
Em
Method Man, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Bastard
Dm
U-God, word word up, baby
Em
Keep it real, son
Keep packin' them guns
Word up
Heaven & Hell
Raekwon and Ghostface Killah
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