Heaven & Hell (feat. Ghostface
Raekwon Lyrics


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Yo, yo, wakin' up about ten kid
Jumpin' in the shower, peace about to make
(Moves and slide like greese)
What? I'm all about tecs and checks and nuff respect you front
I'm slammin' you like the lex
So now I'm out in the ninety-five
Rockin' that real nigga don't die
Guess down
(Drawers kani)
But yo I'm makin' a pit stop
Go and buy a box of glocks, til he rolled up and yo
(What up hobbes?, yo, remember that kid that we vicked
He made a half of mil for real, he brought about fo' bricks)
Yo, so now we connect doors, meet me at the airport
Tell golden arms maintain the fort
(get in touch with that west coast cali crab you stabbed, and meet me at the bitch lab)
So word up kid, we slid like a fat four to twelve bid and shit
(couldn't even rest, I need the vic)
And when I slept, I dream g's, son I need some (keys won't sell, call up son)
I heard pook and tyriq caught a beef over some real shit
(a fake nigga faked and they killed his click)
Gimme a minute and I'm with it (yo niggas done did it) rock your vest
(keep your whip tinted, so now we see him up in bojangles
Stranglin' a forty ounce, with ten g's worth of gold bangles)
Diamonds, what, all up in his face
(with his man's mace, medallions the size of dinner plates

Yo, he knew we knew him so we blew him
Took thirty g's worth of jewels of that nigga)
Do him! (so now I'm lampin' in my man's land)
Streets is hot like sand (jesus rollin' in my right hand)
Yup, you know the steezo black, got to go down like that (shallah)
Cigars (and ball hats)

Ninety-four, takin' niggas to war, yo, yo

What do you believe in? heaven or hell?
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
So it's your life
(What a chamber, fuckin' with mad strangers
Yeah, you know how it runs baby, straight up yo
Money clothes, designer hoes and shows y'all
That's how it goes whatever)
What do you believe in? heaven or hell?
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
(31st chamber y'all) so it's your life

Niggas ain't even know son, only half is sewed cash
They haven't yet sold their weight
(Question, shit is real, you know what I'm sayin')
Niggas think it's all about a real live allah




A little hundred dollars and that make you a man
Know what I'm sayin'

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Raekwon Ft. Blue Raspberry's song "Heaven & Hell" paint a vivid picture of the gritty realities of street life. The song opens with a description of the singer's daily routine, which includes showering and getting ready for his day. He then asserts his allegiance to materialistic pursuits, such as money, power, and respect. He proudly proclaims that he is "all about tecs and checks and nuff respect," indicating that he is not afraid to resort to violence to achieve his goals.


The song's chorus poses a philosophical question: "What do you believe in? heaven or hell?" This question is answered in the verses of the song, which describe the harsh realities of life in the streets. The singer engages in activities such as buying guns and drugs, meeting with contacts, and exacting revenge on enemies. The song's nihilistic theme is summed up by the lines "You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell / So it's your life."


Overall, "Heaven & Hell" is a powerful and unflinching examination of the dark side of human nature. It offers no easy answers or uplifting messages, but instead presents an unvarnished portrait of the struggle for survival in a harsh and unforgiving world.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, yo, wakin' up about ten kid
Starting the day around 10AM


Jumpin' in the shower, peace about to make
Preparing for the day ahead


(Moves and slide like greese)
Feeling confident and smooth


What? I'm all about tecs and checks and nuff respect you front
Focused on money and respect


I'm slammin' you like the lex
Will defeat anyone who challenges me


So now I'm out in the ninety-five
Driving around in a 1995 car


Rockin' that real nigga don't die
Embracing a dangerous lifestyle with confidence


Guess down
Wearing underwear by Kani


But yo I'm makin' a pit stop
Taking a quick break


Go and buy a box of glocks, til he rolled up and yo
Purchasing guns


(What up hobbes?, yo, remember that kid that we vicked
Reminiscing about a past crime


He made a half of mil for real, he brought about fo' bricks)
Reflecting on the success of a past crime


Yo, so now we connect doors, meet me at the airport
Meeting at the airport with others involved in illegal activity


Tell golden arms maintain the fort
Instructing someone to watch over a safe place for illegal activity


(get in touch with that west coast cali crab you stabbed, and meet me at the bitch lab)
Communicating with someone about arranging a meeting


So word up kid, we slid like a fat four to twelve bid and shit
Leaving quickly after the meeting was arranged


(couldn't even rest, I need the vic)
Not being able to relax or rest, still focused on illegal activity


And when I slept, I dream g's, son I need some (keys won't sell, call up son)
Thinking about money even while sleeping


I heard pook and tyriq caught a beef over some real shit
Learning about people getting involved in conflicts over serious issues


(a fake nigga faked and they killed his click)
A group of people were killed because of a fake person's actions


Gimme a minute and I'm with it (yo niggas done did it) rock your vest
Getting ready for violence


(keep your whip tinted, so now we see him up in bojangles
Being cautious to avoid being recognized in public places


Stranglin' a forty ounce, with ten g's worth of gold bangles)
Someone seen in public with expensive items


Diamonds, what, all up in his face
Wearing a lot of diamonds on the face


(with his man's mace, medallions the size of dinner plates
Wearing large medallions and carrying pepper spray


Yo, he knew we knew him so we blew him
Killing someone because they were recognized


Took thirty g's worth of jewels of that nigga)
Stealing $30,000 worth of jewelry from the victim


Do him! (so now I'm lampin' in my man's land)
Killing someone and then relaxing in a safe place


Streets is hot like sand (jesus rollin' in my right hand)
The streets are dangerous and violent, carrying a gun for safety


Yup, you know the steezo black, got to go down like that (shallah)
Being confident about facing dangers in life


Cigars (and ball hats)
Enjoying cigars and wearing baseball hats


Ninety-four, takin' niggas to war, yo, yo
Dealing with a lot of violence in 1994


What do you believe in? heaven or hell?
Asking a philosophical question about the afterlife


You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
Believing that life is already full of suffering and difficulty


So it's your life
Believing that you have control over your life


(What a chamber, fuckin' with mad strangers
Dealing with dangerous and unpredictable people


Yeah, you know how it runs baby, straight up yo
Familiar with the harsh realities of life


Money clothes, designer hoes and shows y'all
Focusing on materialistic things


That's how it goes whatever)
Accepting the harsh realities of life


Niggas ain't even know son, only half is sewed cash
Some people don't even realize how much money they have


They haven't yet sold their weight
Still in the process of selling illegal substances


(Question, shit is real, you know what I'm sayin')
Acknowledging the harsh realities of life and the dangerous lifestyle being led


Niggas think it's all about a real live allah
Some people believe that money and power are everything


A little hundred dollars and that make you a man
Believing that wealth and respect make someone a man




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ALEX ZANETIS, ROBERT DIGGS, COREY WOODS

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Comments from YouTube:

@alangreen7050

Only Raekwon and Ghostface Killah can make a story about robbing a drug dealer sound like a poetic love song 😂 Rap doesn’t give you this feeling anymore

@Ricosumpter

Nah fr 😂😂😂😂

@troyjames7581

You get an A+ for that

@vincentvega9747

🤣🤣🤣

@jayste9334

Wat u said...this kinda rap created fond memories

@StylezUnique

Straight up

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@mfmerchan3855

The way Ghostface walks into the club is one of the most gangsta shit I've ever seen

@spiritualNaz

Facts he walks in so confident.

@smiauu

how about rae walking out of bed with tims on

@spiritualNaz

@@smiauu Lmao word

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