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Two Dimensional - Heaven & Hell

My songs can be used for anything as long as I'm credited and you don't make money off the music directly. #emorap #hiphop #MelodicTrap #rap [Intro] Yeah… Angels and demons, they fightin' inside me, Pour up a cup, but that don’t revive me… [Verse 1] I been walkin’ through the flames with my head down, Voices in my head sayin’ "Put the meds down." But when I do, man, the pain come back, Took a trip too far, now I can’t run back. Hunnid racks on my wrist, but my soul still broke, Numbin’ up the hurt, put the pain in the smoke. Everybody love me when I'm high off hope, But nobody call when I’m low, that’s cold. I been sippin’ out the bottle, tryna slow my pace, Got some homies in the ground, got some fightin’ a case. I can hear ‘em sayin’, "Bro, don’t go that way," But I can’t escape when my thoughts don’t fade. [Pre-Chorus] I been runnin’, runnin’, I can't slow down, Everybody love me, but they not around. Tryna heal my wounds, but I still bleed out, Took too much, now the room fade out... [Chorus] I been stuck between heaven and hell, Tryna climb out but I slip when I fell. Every high got a price, every love leave a scar, So I ride through the night, tryna talk to the stars. I been stuck between heaven and hell, Tryna make peace, but I fight with myself. I don’t trust shit, not a soul, not a friend, When the drugs wear off, is it over or again? [Verse 2] Look— How the **** I’m supposed to make it out when the odds stay stacked? They want a kid in a grave or a cell, that’s facts. Government feed us that fentanyl, sayin’ “relax,” Then lock a brother up for movin’ work in them packs. Tell me, who gon’ ride when the wheels fall off? Tell me, who gon’ slide when the reaper make calls? Tell me, who gon’ pray for a soul like me? When the world get cold, do you still feel free? People sell souls just to buy their respect, People kill friends just to flex on the ‘net. You been cryin’ out for help, but nobody gon’ check, Till you OD in a penthouse, slumped on a check. (Ahh shit, here we go again...) I done seen money change people overnight, I done seen power turn love into fights. I done seen preachers turn dope boys when the tides get low, Ain’t nobody got the answers, man, not even Hov. [Outro] Man, look… I been searchin’ for a meaning in a world this cold, Where a young one die ‘fore they reach their goals. Where a king live off the pills and the lean, Just to numb up the pain ‘cause the truth too mean. Tell me, where the **** do we go from here? When the reaper look close and the end feel near? Do we fly? Do we rise? Do we fall in the flames? Do we live? Do we die? Do they worship our name?