Hell’s Gates

By Coolest

On Narcotics Anonymous

Released on September 11, 2012

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[Intro]

This a $crim beat


[Hook: $crim]

I bow my head, lord watch me as I sleep

Pray that I never fall, pray that I'm never weak

And if I die before I wake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake


[Verse 1: Coolest]

Fear god, not the angels in the outfield

Permanent [?] is locked and sealed

Can't erase my past, don't plan on changing

Hell is the last stop, sins can erase 'em

Grew up neglected, my type's rejected

Another statistic is projected 'til I'm resurrected

How would you do if everything you loved turned their back

Like on you, it's nothing to pull a plug

Bulls I don't trust

Always new loss

Pills I steady cross, I stick and move not collecting dust

Never forgot how I got

Never disloyal, if I am give me pop (pop), pop


[Hook: $crim]

I bow my head, lord watch me as I sleep

Pray that I never fall, pray that I'm never weak

And if I die before I wake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake


[Verse 2: Coolest]

They wanna get high now, pay me later

Fuck a bitch! I don't do favor

What the good do? Just thank the haters

Leavin' a bad taste, I can't stand that flavor, look...

Run your ass over if you're in the street

While you scream for help?

I flee and take it off with your crew next week

A little crazy, extremely psychotic

I show my ass, both cheeks, mosh pit, start a riot

Oh yeah! I'm that crazy white boy

Don't call me Steve-O

More like a self-centred weirdo

In your eyes I see fear

The world I see clear

When I die nobody shed a tear


[Hook: $crim]

I bow my head, lord watch me as I sleep

Pray that I never fall, pray that I'm never weak

And if I die before I wake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake


[Verse 3: $crim]

If I die today, bury me real

Bury me deep but bury me trill

Stay on the pills, hundred dollar bills

Rolled up in my nose, motherfucka I'm ill

So I bow my head, pray to the lord

Before I OD and die on this floor

I see the Grim Reaper coming

But I'm tired of running

Just get this shit over with

'Cause I'm tired of suffering

But in case I die before I wake

I may die a junkie but I'll never die fake

I said in case I die before I wake

I may die a junkie but I'll never die fake, ahh!


[Hook: $crim]

I bow my head, lord watch me as I sleep

Pray that I never fall, pray that I'm never weak

And if I die before I wake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake

Ahh! That I don't die fake

Pray to the lord that I don't die fake