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Beanie Sigel

The Day

 

The Day

(альбом: The Solution - 2007)


[Verse 1:]
Hail Mary full of grace I got the devil in my head again, my eyes blood shot red again. I thought I
escaped this trap, but I'm back smokin on a surface purple plat. Satan whispers, got me back on
my dark liquor, that fire water killin my liver, the snake hisses in my ear it's a natural born fear,
kill'em all full of tears? Is my mind playin tricks on me is that man in dat trench coat after me, I wake
up with my sheet soaked half a sleep, hearin 2pac's voice screamin blasphemy sayin come with
me c run quick c? Then I hear the voice of B.I.G., dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasent kinda quite
but I don't buy it.

[Chorus: Ozzy Osbourne]
Day of Judgement God Is calling
Underneath the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for the sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings...
Oh Lord Yeah

[Verse 2:]
Trapped in the Dunya, straying from the path of the Sunnah, poor attendnce, often absent from Jummah, 5 prayers are declared but I barely get 2 in, fornicating with these kaffirs my life is a ruins, it's hard to
fight back tears when I'm in tune with my music, banned from the stairs from the occupation I'm choosin, cos I'm a muslim by nature a gangster by circumstance some sayin the workin man don't stand a chance,
and I'm a man & I ain't perfect but that's a poor excuse It ain't workin, a man once complained he
ain't have no shoes 'til he once met a man who ain't have no feet. They say prayer's better than
sleep the earth shall belong to the meek I try to be mindful in speech, knowing everything's
written and the clock is still ticking therefore I just pray that I'm prepared for... the day

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Our Father please show me the light my life ain't right, the devil got my head in a vice I can't
escape him he keep chasin, in the name of the most patient I rebuke thee satan, causin trials and
tribulations tryin to test my faith bringing strife to my life with your whirling temptation let's say a prayer for the souls that lost in the matrix, who ever eat of the fruit should forever dwell in the lake, as I walk through the valley I shall show no fear, forever dwell in the house as the hour torwards
near & as you call a long song I shall shed no tear but rejoice in your words cause the truth is
clear. They buildin up then they tearin down, revelations in effect here & now, I was terrified of
death but I don't fear it now, I was blind, dumb & deaf but I hear it now do you hear me now... Good.

[Chorus]

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