Heaven or Hell (feat. Jadakiss & Guordan Banks) - Meek Mill

Bienvenidos, pasajeros, a este tren Donde todo vale nada y nada es ley Sin escala, mucho menos dirección Pasa el tiempo y nadie tiene solución Entre duda y ansiedad No distingo entre el bien y el mal Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Por las vías del maldito rock and roll Sin antídoto ni cura, ni control Va tomando más y más velocidad Un reality con gente terminal Entre duda y ansiedad No distingo entre el bien y el mal Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno (sí, sí, sí, ah) Qué difícil es bajarse de este tren Donde todo vale nada y nada es ley Entre duda y ansiedad No distingo entre el bien y el mal Heaven or hell Me quedo con tu puto infierno Heaven or hell Soy parte de este puto infierno Heaven or hell Heaven or hell Heaven or hell Heaven or hell

Are you ready to win? Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to Cause we're gonna win Consider this the theme song for victory The shit you say to yourself when you make history I'm trying to make it feel like the first time Like a junkie I'm sort of chasing my first high I'm focused, I'm disciplined, I'm ready Mentally on point, sharp as a machete Hard work, I work hard, I get the job done There's only one number 1, nigga, I'm number 1 I'm confident, you can call it vain or conceited Cars, clothes, I need it Condos, condoms and bad bitches to be with Run with a winner, baby Be unconventional, freak me off with friends maybe You can be my girl, be my fair weather friend Or you could be my, yeah yeah, be my friend 'til the end Are you ready to win? Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to Cause we're gonna win I got that disease ambition, success is the cure They wanna win, I gotta win, I sell the shit pure I got dopeboy bonds, Einstein brains The heart of a nigga homicidal on the chain gang I want yachts and drops, I got spots to watch I wanna see what life is like from the mountain top Who says sky's the limit? I'm limitless, I just took the pill Why you think a nigga slow flow so ill? Be careful, the shit I got is highly contagious We hustled 'til it had us all locked up in cages Time gon' fly when niggas been busy for ages War stories and wounds, back and forth, a nigga been trading For the root of all evil, Lord said it's for Satan We from the bottom, desperation cause moves that we making I guess it's all risk versus rewards A nigga risk it all for the broads What's up? Are you ready to win? Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to Cause we're gonna win Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to Cause we're gonna win

Yeah, yeah, uh Uh, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah Well, what brings you to church this evenin'? Fightin' love, fightin' hate or you're fightin' your demons? Mama tried to talk to you, wouldn't kee-keep it Sad story, if I had to shoot 'em bet it's Robert Horry I know you can get comfortable with it I hit the road and had to double up my digits (woah) My car is push-to-start, like, can you dig it? Put it in the driveway, my key in your ignition I know it get hot as hell But you'll be a bad one, I wanna smoke some I know it get hotter, yeah I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some) Yeah Ooh, yeah, I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some) Take me to your house and let me poke some (ooh) Type of shit I gotta focus on Heaven or Hell? It be a story to tell (yeah) Sellin' the work, I had to push out the bales (woah) Me and my niggas, we steady dodgin' the 12 (uh-huh) Dodgin' the jail, don't talk on the cell (yeah) Lean in my orange soda, I'm Kenan and Kel (woah) And in my own corners, I trap out the mail (uh-huh) Fuck what you talkin' 'bout and fuck your lil' scale I bet it's gon' sell, I bet it's gon' sell It's whatever with the don, you know I'm leadin' the pack (uh) You play around, I'll bet you won't get it back (uh) I hit your bitch, I guess you won't get it back, uh (hahaha) I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some) Yeah Ooh, yeah, I wanna smoke some (yeah, yeah, yeah) Take me to your house and let me poke some (ooh) Type of shit I gotta focus on