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[Intro: Young Zee]
Turn it up
Yep
Oh my God
All I can say is
Oh my God
All I can say is (Heaven or Hell)
Oh my God
All I can say is
Oh my God
Oh my God (That's better)
Oh my God
Oh my God
Heaven or Hell
Heaven or Hell
All I can say is
Oh my God

[Verse 1: Young Zee & Tame One]
Is this beat from Heaven or Hell?
Outer space Neptune, but [?] not Pharrell
Know how I can tell? (He walks with Panthers)
No that's LL, Rock the Bells
I rock like Akinyele
Put you in hopsital
'till my account like Yahoo (Bing!), You got some mail
Please somebody tell Zee, "Pass the mic!"
He won't pass it, I already asked him twice
You hermaphrodites, if I get stabbed with knives
I don't wanna hear you (*gunshot*) rhyme in my afterlife
Shots fill you up like you had a slice
And a glass of sprite
You're colder than a bag of ice
Everything's real when I'm rappin'
Me and Digga like William and Catherine
Y'all more like filmin' and actin'
I'm more fillin' and fastin'
Than after havin' a meal of tilapia
I write [?] then stealin' her Maxima
After I drive it, I'm bringin' it back to her (Sorry!)
TAME!

Ridin' through Newark in a popular Buick
Bumpin some new shit with a few kicks and Tom-toms through it
I take acid, make magic
Transform thoughts then lay plastic
Making classics so massive
Beat breaks in each state
Split shit in half with
National Geographical accurate rap shit
Then flip your thinking cap off backwards
I come back with a vision
So my descendants intended
To blend a sentence with a repentance
To put two cents in for the independence
Then I'mma scope like cinema dope
Focus perimeters with popcorn and Twizzlers
For the big picture
To rip a scripture like a priest that beat
Keep rap street
Endorsin' recordings like an athlete
Don't get that ass beat
Fuckin' with Dizzle and Zee
Just a little
We choke the shit out you
For the shits and giggles
Dead in the middle
[?]

[Outro: Young Zee]
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God