GOOD Friday sa Lahat Kanta Tayo? Inshallah my NXT Project Hell Fire by Native Deen What got me to this point, why am I not suprised. No need for rewind, my life flashes right before my eyes, I wasnt unlike the most, and specifically speaking. Grew up Muslim in public schol, Islamic school on the weekend, Once in a while made it to Jummah maybe not even that, As far as Islam is concerned it really wasnt where my head was at, But it was cool if I made grades on the home front, A 4.0 my parents bought me anything I want, The fly-est gear to help me cop them digits, then maybe when I am 30 Ill become religious. But late came, my disposition stayed the same, Live your life one way too long its not easy to change. I refrained fromthe things that was said to help me gain. And indulge in the things that I should of obstained. Mixed up, caught up, going out of my brain. I guess its about the time, I ran into Mary Jane (Marijuana). Inhalations in my brath, got my mind to thinking less, oh yes, And in this state the Angel og death, And then came the time for Alah to resurrect, My soul from the clutches of a six foot depth. I find myself surrounded by the company I kept. Realizing full well this the day of regret. And over the horizon, slowly it crept, Anticipation thoughts racing and Im losing my breath. And with all my might me right arm I strech, Imagine my reaction, I caught my book in my left. -------------------------------- CHORUS: Save me from the, Hell fire, Hell fire, Hell fire. [x2] Everbody will come to the hour. When we stand all alone in horror. And we hope that our deeds will help us through. Only one we can blame is ourselves. We were blessed with our youth and our healt. And we wonder why our deeds are few. Everybody gets a wake upp call, take the warning before the nightfall. Use the time right now for making prayer. And on the day when there is no shelter. the good deeds are your only helpers. Youll be proud when you see that they are there. ------------------------------- Im looking back now at my life on the earth. Been thinking about my deeds and what everything was worth. Like the time I was listning to a speech about Hell, it really made me scared, (be)cause he broke it down well, never you forget about those angels undercover ot the.. Day when your good deeds are weighed against the others. Bad deeds brought together, then you discover tour good deeds are just feathers, you start to shudder. Then the angels come nasty, ugly as ever, grab you by the forehead, and start to make you a suffer. Hot, boiling water, burning fire forever, waiting for a pause in the pain, but it be never. As I rode to my school, I told myself there aint no way Im gonna be a fool, and forget Allahs rules. Eyes on the prize, gonna stay wise. As I go to class, socialice with the guys. But whoa, look at the time, the next prayers in, Im here chillin - theyll start staring. Slip to the bathroom, find an empty classroom, Dont wanna miss a paryer here at school or even at home. Man, it was a stugle. trying to be a Muslim and staying out of trouble. The stress seemed double, Even watching TV, I have patrol, Hans on the remote control, just save my soul. But deep in my heart, yo, I knew it. I really could really do it, if I pushed myself through it, Living all my youth with Islam, see it only grew me stronger. Withholding temptations for longer and longer, But now it pays off, it the fire stays off, be chilling for eternity forever days off. Got my book in right and my fate is looking well, they put stuggles of my youth on the good sude of my scale. With the mercy of Allah, I wont fail, (be)-cause truly not a momment, not moment did I want in Hell. Not a moment [x2] would I want in hell. https://youtube/watch?v=wGWONcBCmeU
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 00:45:46 +0000