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letra de heaven - kid vishis

[intro]
would you like to go to heaven tonight? (heaven)
would you like to go to heaven tonight? (h-ll)
would you like to go to heaven tonight? (what up ty?)
would you like to go to heaven tonight? (yeah; yeah)

[verse 1]
we all mad, lock ’em in a dark room, ball gagged
would’ve thought this was a saw trap, all bad
we speed up where y’all lag, beat up the beat while y’all jab
wit a fleet that’ll creep in y’all pad
while you sleep, put three in yo’ physique
while you countin’ sheep, point the peace at your piece, the sheesh
this just turned into a horror fl!ck, but i’ma give you more of it, morbid
this long nose, no swordfish, the four cl!ck and sing like the rita ora chick, but mean i’m sure of it
shoot the fair one? you can’t f-ck wit’ a boss
jesus in a boxing match, you’ll be stuck from a cross n-gga
f-ck ya’ rap wealth
i roll wit’ street martial artists breakin’ bricks up wit’ they hands, we call em’ black belts
get a euphoric feeling from how that crack felt
it’s a hit of rock and roll in each and every pack dealt (sick ’em)
would you like to go to heaven tonight, evil
would you like to go to heaven tonight, blasphemy
the choice is yours (would you like to go to heaven tonight, h-ll)
would you like to go to heaven tonight?
you can go up, but you can never come down

[verse 2]
i heard you wanna wear that crown
well whoever said that, dead that now
wanna wear that crown, prepare to air that round
next they build and destroy, well time to tear that down
my battalion marchin’ up the streets like we rallyin’
have you sayin’ “w-ssup” to the doc like bugs so how can he win?
yeah i’m horrible, that question was rhetorical
the oracle of this sort of flow but never sorta flow
what you want it fo’? throw a thunderbolt
it’s gone blow up ya’ bungalow
smoke time, “wanna get high?” is what i yell out
blood backwards, hittin’ that doob when i pull the l out
uh, yeah they feelin’ me, the team on a k!llin’ spree
you can hide ya girl, just get it first, call it chivalry, literally
put my peepee on ya’ forehead, just to show you you’re f-cked when four come out the four head
would you like to go to heaven tonight? (evil)
would you like to go to heaven tonight? (blasphemy, heaven)
the choice is yours (would you like to go to h-ll?)
would you like to go to heaven tonight?
you can go up, but you can never come down

[verse 3]
you switch hitter, you b-tch
if your base is b-lls, i won’t call it foul
i just don’t swing at that pitch
i’m wit the shady bunch that’ll creep in ya’ house and put ‘ya whole family in boxes just like the brady bunch
stomp you out, hunt you down so i can punch you out
dump you in a trunk, drive you back to your wife with a note attached that says “you’re a c-nt, and your husbands a punk”
i’m psychotic, you fight knowledge with light logic
despite college, i’m a hip-hop scholar
so pay homage to the dominant force
you see before you wit’ this bro in a porsche, ignorin’ you of course
speed off on haters, andele the horse
yeah, take his health is my spitter thesis, i say “break yourself, gimme ya money or get broke into a million pieces”
how you gone beat me, my entire fam’s the sh-t
i got a feces species

- kid vishis

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