we must go through to reach heaven That's what we go through This what we go through to reach heaven to escape hell [Chorus x4: Hell Razah] In the Days
none can express your glory. 16. Tuma upakaara Sugreevahin keenhaa, Raama milaaya raaja pada deenhaa You did great service for Sugriva/ bringing him to Ram, you gave him
back to the essence in a hurry Sippin' Crunk Juice, blowin' Dutchies in the Chevy Try to figure me out dawg, I'm light but I'm heavy Yellow lemonheads
him with a bruise Got fila on my feet so it had to be a shoe I live 4 the A I die 4 the A I ride 4 the A So fuck what you say What you know about I-20
him with a bruise got fila on my feet so it had to be a shoe i live 4 the A i die 4 the A i ride 4 the A so fuck what you say what you know about
what chu got, put ya hand in his pock watch out for them body snatchers And I go deeper, than your average everyday thug nigga I done met him with the
-Gotti] Come on up power up pack, feeling like the Mack Cocoa slim on my back, niggaz show a bust attack With a sack of hydro ponic, him satin on silk
I got to keep moving and never carry the weight Trying to do it myself instead of walking in faith Leaving the rest to Him, giving my best to Him And
who rushed him They crushed him, snuffed the life all out of his body He had friends a Benz with rims by Gotti Guys wanted to beat him, girls wanted to greet him
between the negatives and positives While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms I went to pops house so I can visit moms and him Cut to
With your bizzy body yeea When I first saw her She was looking like an angel light She blow me nami mind like a dynamite She flash like a light in ani candle light
loaded 9's Don't quote weak rhymes If you approached by a brother in need, give him shine Show him light, don't get emotional, son, don't fight Unless
done seen You get suspended every month, you're too bad, Raheem!) So I went down on my knee and said, "Holy Christ Thy is the ???? and the eternal light
puff And him jealous a we seh shine and buff And him jealous a we seh shine and buff Well from him look inna di car and how di interior plush And look
there to help me through the marathon To me he is my paragon, I model him and carry on Rise up son, it's your turn to carry the torch To where Christ
lifts her up she withers in his hands No words spoken for eyes understand He lifts her up to carry her away from the darkness to the light of day Across