[Krikit]
from good 2 bad, from happy to sad, from wings to horns, from greatness to were da devil is born, from mansions to cells, this is heavens hell!!(2x)
[Krikit]
krikit goin from greatness in speach, to having people suckin out his blood like a leach, its like i fallow instead of teach/ i rose to tha top then fell again, its like god made me to never win, or devil made me for my life to end, ofcourse i got friend
s/ but are they tru to they words, and are they worth/ the time that i give, sence i was a kid, i always loved to spit/ but now i feel like a failure, cant breath need an inhailer/ i ask god wat have i done to not get noticed in dis game, he said i have
gotten noticed just not wit fame, i said krikit is my name/ and im not winnin awards, shit i can baraly afford/ this food on this table, my life style is not stable, and god you are able/ to give me da power to shine, and when u give me that ima take min
e/
[Krikit]
from good 2 bad, from happy to sad, from wings to horns, from greatness to were da devil is born, from mansions to cells, this is heavens hell!!(2x)
[Krikit]
this was goin good i was happy wit my shit on da block, and niggas not hoppin on my cock/ then i got a little big niggas start rydin my dick, shit, im gettin sick/ then i wont even doin tracks, this shit is wack, so i hopped of da lable like dat/ and whe
n i came back 2 da streets they accept me, they exspect me, to be/ or act like a star, when i didnt even go far, in tha binnis, and i ask god for forgivnice, and i ask can i really win this/ he told i had da skill to do wat i please, so i felt a breeze/
and felt my heart work again, and i noticed i could win/ so my mixtapes was droppin quick, niggas started respect and hoppin off my dick, i aint have no more hoes i had a straight chick, ass and thighs was thick, no bitch trick/ i was doin my thug thizzl
e again stackin da doe, stackin da flow, cuz i know wat i know/
[Krikit]
from good 2 bad, from happy to sad, from wings to horns, from greatness to were da devil is born, from mansions to cells, this is heavens hell!!(2x)
then i guess niggas wont feelin my style any more, instead of sellin out da trunk i was knockin on doors, askin for a forth/ of was i was sellin at first, and no1 was buyin my heart start to burst/ said to my self god wont helpin, he wont giving me wealt
h n/ i turned to da devil for skill i gave him my soul, little did i know i just dug my own hole/ cuz you cant trust him he'll lie 2 you, he said he was true, but didnt do the things he said he was gon do/ so to get my money i turned to drugs, and thugs,
and mugged/ kids for dey ones, wit shot guns/ then i crossed da line, forgot how 2 rhyme, it was over for my time, 5-0 came around put me in da pin threw me in dat cell, never trust da devil cuz he makes heavens hell/
[Krikit]
from good 2 bad, from happy to sad, from wings to horns, from greatness to were da devil is born, from mansions to cells, this is heavens hell!!(2x)