Heaven or Hell Songtext
von Lecrae

Real talk
The word of God says that every man is appointed one time that he should die
And then face judgement
Think about it
Where will you spend yours, Tony?
Up in Heaven
Or in hell?
Yeah

They tell me, "Crae murk the track
Hurt the rap"
Naw, dawg, let me pose a question to you
"Have you heard of my Dad?"
Purchased us back, put man′s curse on his back
I worship for that, it's my whole purpose, in fact
Purple and black, is how we looked I′m certain of that
And, man, I cry when I think of how the curtain was cracked
But He rose in three days, that's a pertinent fact
And since He created to save me, I serve Him for that


I read His Word all the time, so He stay on my mind
Flesh rise all the time so I stay on the grind
When it's time to go to Heaven, I don′t pray I′m in line
I'm a hundred percent positive I′m waiting for mine (c'mon)
Ain′t no ifs, ands, or buts, whos, or whats
You walking away from Christ, man, you losing touch
Take away, you add some, man, you doing too much
The world's feet rush into evil, pursuing they lusts (c′mon)

I hope that y'all listening well, there's only two places to dwell
Heaven or Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray you′re representing it well
Heaven or Hell
I hope that y′all listening well, there's only two places to dwell
Heaven or Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray you′re representing it well
Heaven or Hell

Some of y'all got it twisted
Hell, why risk it?
Life, can be fixed through Christ, I′m a witness
And I don't care about five mics or a hit list
I′m getting kinda used to gettin' dissed as a Christian
Dawg, let's get one thing straight
Out the gate, I′m the type of dude to put a slab of truth on your plate


And I don′t care if ya heard it twice
I ain't trippin′ if you just left church, ya heard of Christ?
Let me tell you what was holdin' me
Six hours on the Cross while His Holy Blood flowed for me
What you know about a sacrifice?
When you step off the throne for the same one that snatched your life

Man, let me tell you, dawg, Christ is real
Without Him you got nothing
You′re living off of life's appeals
Make Him Lord in your life
′Cause y'all in Death Row talking 'bout ya kinda like that deal

I hope that y′all listening well, there′s only two places to dwell
Heaven or Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray you're representing it well
Heaven or Hell
I hope that y′all listening well, there's only two places to dwell
Heaven or Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray you′re representing it well
Heaven or Hell

Ayo, I might have to bleed for this
I'm not ashamed of Christ, there′s Romans 1:16 for this
And I don't care if I'm blinded, dawg
Everytime I trip and fall, I just be reminded dawg
And you call yourself grinding, dawg?
You can serve more birds than churches
But you still dying, dog

I don′t care what city you from
Whether from the suburbs or from the slums, Christ still gon′ come
And matter of fact, if He come now
You can be a six-eight, heavyweight, but your knees gon' bow
Ain′t no telling Him to ease on down
And when the trumpet sound
And blat! Everybody see that ground

I don't care about fame and wealth
Put my God on a shelf? Naw, Dawg, I′d rather hang myself!
Forgive me if I can't contain myself!
′Cause if you died, and you didn't hear the Gospel, I blame myself! (C'mon)

I hope that y′all listening well, there′s only two places to dwell
Heaven or Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray you're representing it well
Heaven or Hell
I hope that y′all listening well, there's only two places to dwell
Heaven or Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray you′re representing it well
Heaven or Hell