[Intro: Tech N9ne]
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Thinking back to all the bad I did (bad I did)
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How I was young and evil as a kid (as a kid)
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Ok, I'm better now, I ask the reverend (ask the reverend)
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Cause of my hell,
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Will I go because the life I'm livin' feel like heaven (feel like heaven)
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[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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Grown better man still I'm in my gang attire
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Does not mean I'm going to be cast into a ring of fire
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Does it? If so those words you speak I can't admire
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The evil's in my past but today the saint is ire
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Get and give a lot of love, guess my 'ologists follows us
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I was thug, taught us, now we caught up in goddish hugs
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Everywhere we go, there he go, went from very low
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To unnecessary owes when he carries flows over the stereo
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I'm, on my 7 all because of rhyme
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But because I played the 6 once upon a time
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The reverend says my worldly ways I need to deaden
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But I can't tell because this life I'm living feel like heaven
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[Bridge 1: Krizz Kaliko]
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Is it heaven, or is my head up in the clouds
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Is there hell for me, because I feel like we made it out
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I put my halo on but then, it done came off again
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You don't need eyes to see, that this could be our only heaven
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[Hook: Nikkiya]
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So, if you see my feet up off the ground
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Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down
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Oh, if you see my halo falling down
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Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down
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[Verse 2: Oobergeek]
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It's funny, and when I think I'm up there...
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They say I fais le cul to much
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But they just deja vu to much
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Caught up in the antics
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Yeah I'm tied to you because I was thinking semantics
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So is it dependent on what your heaven is?
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Or how big your 6 and 7 is?
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Everything preaches to you, you decipher who the reverend is
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This verse is speaking to the ones seeking peace in any form
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Far from norm' imaginations, the brain rains when it storms
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You say names then it forms, manifest things that were foreign
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To you once upon a time no coincidence is gonna rhyme
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Make sense in a normal line
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Of words you learned them at the time and they remain timeless
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Feeding of the dreams that you promised
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Before niggas knew you were prominent and dominant
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And all those powerful words that back then, to be honest,
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Were just nouns and verbs; the looks on the astonished
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Are normal by now I seen them same faces when I was in Spiderman pajamas
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[Hook]
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[Bridge 2: Krizz Kaliko]
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Heaven or Hell?
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I never thought that this could be so real
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I never thought that I would ever build
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My own heaven
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[Hook]
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[Outro: Tech N9ne]
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I remember back in the day I had this song called "My Own Hell."
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It was depressing.
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But since then, I've created my own heaven, baby!
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And it's beautiful!
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Incredibly, no one deaded me, when it was lead at these red Dickies,
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Nobody ever headed me, let it be, said I'm breaded, B
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Real light, within darkness I still fight it,
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But if heaven is love, then this sure in the hell feel like it!
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Feels Like Heaven
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| Tech N9ne |
