call of my deperate nation We live invisible When our backs cave in And you've nowhere left to stand It will be a hard lesson learned That hell hath no
slow going to Hell Into Hell's well, Lucifer will damn your soul And you'll take the oath to serve the king of Hell Your mission will be to destroy
Long have we waited 100 years since our master's death, hiding deep within what little shadow remained, The Great Holy War had been Lost, HELL No more
to make change Every other day around my way niggas dyin' Hours flyin I want to go straight boy I'm tryin' -Chorus- (Juvenile) I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Lord
: [HEAVEN SHALL BURN] [Merauder cover] I am the Lord, your God, kneel before me and pray Forbidden acts of evil forced upon people in different ways
style, it's something about your smile It's something about you making me want you right now If you don't like me, then don't listen to me Lord knows
and a quarter peel if you don't smoke more for me Somebody just got cut caught a half moon stumblin' Probably got hemmed up in the bathroom Its hard as hell
I wanna do this because of the fame And they say that are message is veil That?s because they?ve been blinded with the passions of hell (that?s sad man
vain glory Your born, you suffer, you die, it's the same story So come on dawg get closer to the life of this teacher The preacher, savior, creator, our lord
they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody
that war on the streets My ghetto gospel [Chorus - Elton John] [2Pac] Lord can you hear me speak!! To pay the price of being hell bound...
livin well I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail? My life is in denial, and when I die, baptized in eternal fire I'll shed so many tears Lord
little kids And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama When things went wrong we'd blame mama I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
we first to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I
your grip and forever fall a sleep. The venom is contagious, beware of its spell what you thought would be heaven, turn's out to be hell. I wonder
arrested, but open fire? Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares for
based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and, military Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin
on these bitch made niggaz hit em' up WESTSIDE.... Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz I
