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
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
jail or in the grave I have to lay in this bed I made If I die before I wake I Hope the lord dont' hesitate 2 get 2 heaven done been through hell Tell
thugs, these thug commandments Stop cuffing that young girl let her breathe Be a father to you kids let hell desect No Do-rags in the lords house Trust in the lord
Here Comes The Reaper ? The Creeper The Cyber-Lord Redeemer Here Comes The Rider ? Decider The Motor-Borg Defiler Heaven And Hell Is What He Lives
picked wrong I see myself swinging in the gentle breeze Remembering girls and the way they teased Mama and papa saying this I tell We loved you boy but you're going to hell
the elixir that cures all that ails you Traveling the four corners of the road. Straight from the well, as it pointed the hill the remnant to your hell
my food ready And that lingere she be wearin be keeping the mood steady Lord Heaven must have got robbed cause an Angel is gone I'm guilty as charged Lord
better days, but still I give the lord prays, even though these pirates request my blood, but I am, Just a man, tryin to stay satan free, through hell
it's alright Grandmother and my Auntie gettin everything they need Trae your name's all in my eyesight, a true friend in need While I'm waitin for heaven, I see hell
on your knees, cause this life is hard I know you don't wanna live in hell, for living shife Or in the house of the Lord, all the days of your life [
change I'm so familiar with anger, smoking B can't even stop the pain I walk assured, God please stop the rain While I'm fiending for heaven, seem like hell
If there was ever a time I needed you God, I need you now Lord have mercy too many suicidal thoughts, so I sold my piece But what's worse, knowing you live in hell
(talking) Brass knuckle knife, Mafia me and my family Jail, hell or paradise, am I my brother's keeper Forever twice, what's none of the dark will Come
, lord oh mercy Cause I don't wanto to die by the hands of my own kind Really to get true to the overdose and free my own mind, hell yeah (Chorus - 2
so many homies, I need tissue nigga Taking million dolla pictures, me and all of my niggaz In three years, I plan to have stacks like Jigga Aw naw hell