when the 2 angels ask u in the grave... who is your lord ..say Allah. who is your prophet. say.

Muhammad S.A.W. and they say. what is your religion. say ISLAM and before u die say. (Ashhadu an la Ilaha Illa Allah Wa Ashhadu Anna Muhammad wa Rasulu Allah.)

Too late
You're dying, And you don't even know it, never saw it coming But you were so young, so much life, so much loving So much hope, so much sorrow, I guess so much for tomorrow, Your family will miss you dearly, still can't believe that you're gone The news hasn't sunk in; they still think you're coming home When things don't go our way, the entire world must be wrong They say it wasn't your time, but to Allah we belong Your soul left your body, before you had the chance to say goodbye It caught you unexpected, within the blink of an eye You were busy with the world, when you felt a tingle in your spine Your heart began to race, your eyes became blind Coming closer to the light, was this a trick from your mind? Or did you really just cross this life's finish line. The cost of deception is that everyone's gotta die In a world where everybody is just trying to stay alive Even if you aren't ready, it could come at anytime Doesn't ask for your permission, doesn't need you to co-sign The dirt is getting ready and your hole has been assigned Your mother helps to wash your body one last time Prayed your janazh, it was raining cats and dogs They put you in the ground and now you're all alone Hearing footsteps of your friends as they begin to moan We wish you all the best, so sad you had to go

People talk about death, but what about when death talks to you Rips the soul from your body, will you finally say it's true? The good may die young; the bad still gotta die too Every soul shall taste a sip from this restless brew This is the day that you were promised, your grand debut No turning back now, no make-ups, no re-dos From this point on there is no need to review It's just do or die or in your case just do The real proof, absolute moment of truth And just like that, perfectly on cue Two angels enter your grave, sit you up and ask you Who is your Lord? But in this world you only worshipped you, Obedient to your desires, a slave to your own views What is your religion? Don't say it was this deen, Your last name never stopped you from your wicked routines Who is your prophet? You heard the people say his name, But you never stopped to defend him when they spoke it in vain You didn't pray the long nights; you didn't fast the long days You didn't even bother trying to seek forgives for mistakes You didn't have any fear, you weren't sincere That Quran on your bookshelf was just a souvenir In fact it was quite clear that you loved this place And never thought you would have to witness what awaits Well get ready for your fate, the promise of your Lord is great When you're brought right back forth from that dirt you came And make no mistake, the scale makes no mistakes Indeed every deed shall receive its due weight So deceive as you please until you see it's too late You would squeeze the seven seas for the chance to prostrate Where are your American idols, let them keep you safe Or perhaps you will find mercy in the money you chased You never stopped to take a break and see into your future,

Walal-akhiratu khayrun laka mina al-oola But now look at you; you are the definition of a loser Doomed to dwell in hell, oh well at least it suits you Every moment awake, you receive your reward To feed on a fire whose fuel is men and stones Boiling puss, in chains and yoke Skinned ripped from flesh, from flesh till bone Begging the keepers of hell to lighten the load But this is exactly what you asked for You choose the torment, you refused to repent You had the answers to the test and you still didn't prep For eternity you will rest in the lowest depths, Step by step, I must confess You're dying, but you haven't died yet But with every single heartbeat you get closer to your final breath Yesterday you were one day closer to your grave Today who even knows if you'll even make it home ok I just pray that you are ready for your final exam Until then don't you dare die except in a state of Islam Heaven and Hell are just the choices that we make So turn back to you Lord, before it's too late by Boonaa Mohammed - Too Late
when the 2 angels ask u in the grave... who is your lord ..say Allah. who is your prophet. say. Muhammad S.A.W. and they say. what is your religion. say ISLAM and before u die say. (Ashhadu an la Ilaha Illa Allah Wa Ashhadu Anna Muhammad wa Rasulu Allah.)
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