Lyrics Save Me - Native Deen

What got me to this point, why am I not surprised.
No need for rewind, my life flashes right before my eyes,
I wasn't unlike most, and specifically speaking
Grew up Muslim in public school, 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 wasn't 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 I'll become religious
But later came, my disposition stayed the same,
Live your life one way too long it's not so easy to change
I refrained from the 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 it's about the time, I ran into "Mary Jane" (Marijuana)
Inhalations in my breath, got my mind thinking less, oh yes,
And in this state I met the angel of death,
And then came the time for Allah 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 was the day of regret
And over the horizon, slowly it crept,
Anticipation thoughts racing and I'm losing my breath
And with all my might my right arm I stretch,
Imagine my reaction, I caught my book in my left,
I caught my book in my LEFT!!! I caught my book in my left!

Save me from the, Hell fire, Hell fire, Hell fire
Save me from the, Hell fire, Hell fire, Hell fire

Everybody 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 health
And we wonder why our deeds are few
Everybody-gets a wake up call,
Take a 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
You'll be proud when you see that they're there.

I'm looking back now at my life on the earth
Been thinking about my deeds and what everything was worth
Like the time I was listening to a speech about Hell,
It really made me scared cause he broke it down well,
Never you forget about those angels undercover, or the.
Day when your good deeds are weighed against the others
Bad deeds brought together, then you discover
Your 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 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 ain't no way I'm gonna be a fool,
And forget Allah's rules.
Eyes on the prize, gonna stay wise,
As I go to class, socialize with the guys.
But whoa, look at the time, the next prayer's in,
I'm here chillin' - they'll start staring
Slip to bathroom, find an empty classroom,
Don't wanna miss a prayer here at school or even at home
Man it was a struggle, trying to be a Muslim and staying out of trouble,
The stress seemed double,
Even watching TV, I had have patrol,
Hands on remote control, just to save my soul
But deep in my heart yo I knew it,
I 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, if the fire stays off,
Be chilling for eternity forever days off,
Got my book in right and my fate is looking well,
They put struggles of my youth on the good side of my scale
With the mercy of Allah, I won't fail, Cause truly
Not a moment, not a moment did I want in Hell.
Cause not a moment, not a moment would I want in hell.