Heaven & Hell Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
This [Em]that gravedigger shit (ooh, and no one
can fuck with the [Dm]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
Pathfinder[Dm]s
Wu-Tang reclines, [Em]reclines, lamps
For the [Dm]nine-sqaures, kid
(Money, clothes,
designer hoes and [Em]shows, y'all)
Check it

[Verse 2]
Yo, [Dm]yo, wakin' up about ten, kid
Jumpin' in the [Em]shower,
peace about to make
Moves to slide like grease
[Dm]What? I'm all about TECs and checks
with nuff [Em]respect
You front, I'm slammin'
you like the [Dm]Lex'
So now I'm out on the ninety-five
Rockin' that that [Em]real nigga don't die
Guess down, [Dm]drawers Kani
But, yo, I'm makin' a pit stop
Go and buy a [Em]box of Glocks
It equaled up, pay up, what up [Dm]Ahk?
Yo, remember that kid that we vicked?
He made a [Em]half of mil for real,
he brought about four bricks
[Dm]Yo, so now we connect thoughts,
meet me at [Em]the airport
Tell Golden Arms maintain the fort
[Dm]Get in touch with that west coast
cali crab you [Em]stabbed
And meet me at the bitch lab
So word [Dm]up , kid, we slid like a fat
four to twelve bid [Em]and shit
Couldn't even rest, I need [Dm]the vic'
And when I slept, I dream Gs, son
I need [Em]some keys won't sell, call up son
[Dm]I heard Pook and Tyriq caught a beef
over some [Em]real shit
A fake nigga faked
and they killed his clique
[Dm]Gimme a minute and I'm winnin'
Yo, niggas [Em]done did it, rock your vest
Keep your whip tinted
[Dm]So now we see him up
in Bojangles
Stranglin' a [Em]forty ounce,
with ten Gs worth of gold bangles
[Dm]Diamonds, what? All up in his face
With his [Em]man's mace,
medallions the size of dinner plates
[Dm]Yo, he knew we knew
him so we blew him
Took [Em]thirty Gs worth of jewels of that nigga,
do him
[Dm]So now I'm lampin' in
my man's land
Streets is [Em]hot like sand
G's is rollin' in my right hand
[Dm]Yup, you know the steezo, black
Got to go [Em]down like that
Shallah, cigars and ball hat[Dm]s
Ninety-four, takin' [Em]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?
You [Em]don't believe in Heaven
'cause we're livin' in hell
So it's [Dm]your life

[Verse 4]
What a [Em]chamber
Fuckin' with [Dm]mad strangers
Yeah, you know [Em]how it runs, baby
Straight up, yo
[Dm]Money, clothes,
designer hoes and shows [Em]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)
So it's [Dm]your life[Em]

[Verse 5]
[Dm]Niggas ain't even know son
How it happen [Em]so fast
Those were livin' and sold their weight
[Dm]No question
Shit is [Em]real,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up, niggas thinks it's all about the [Dm]FILA,
velour
That little hundred dollars and that
make you [Em]a man
You ain't promised tomorrow,
[Dm]son, word up (for real)
Niggas don't understand how
[Em]life can be so short
Come so [Dm]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
That ass is out, son, word [Dm]up
Word up, get evaporated,
straight up (word up)
[Em]Lose all your strength, nigga
[Dm]Crazy dedication shoutout in the memory
of Two [Em]Cent Jason
Heartbroken,
[Dm]we soakin' wet though
Keepin' it real [Em]for my peoples
Yeah, yo
And my [Dm]physical brother DeVon,
you're still in here, [Em]baby
Because you're in my arms nigga,
word [Dm]up
I never let you go, baby
You know what I'm [Em]say in'? You're my life charm,
word [Dm]up
For real
Keep shinin'
Real [Em]keepin it real, you know?
Shout out to major [Dm]niggas
Big Kawai, Jess,
Hell on the com[Em]puter system
The RZA, who [Dm]slams fat discs
for the ninety-four
Word [Em]Word up, RZA
That's my nigga, [Dm]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]Now get that power-U type [Dm]type gangster on,
you know?
The GZA, word [Em]up, Master Killa
[Dm]The Abbot of the Clan
(my man)
[Em]Method Man, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Bastard
U-God, [Dm]word word up, baby
Keep [Em]it real, son
Keep packin' them guns
Word up