In Buddhism, Avīci (Sanskrit and Pali for "without waves" — Japanese and Chinese: 無間地獄, Wújiàn dìyù and 阿鼻地獄, Ābí dìyù) or Avichi, is the lowest Level of the Naraka or "hell" realm, into which the dead who have committed grave misdeeds may be reborn. It is said to be a cube 20,000 yojanas (120,000 to 300,000 kilometres) to a side, buried deep underneath the divine(non visible) earth.Avīci is often translated into English as "interminable" or "incessant", due to the idea that those beings which have been sent there languish there eternally. The other hells function more like Purgatory, where after perhaps a few aeons of suffering, one might be reborn as some sort of lowly life-form in a somewhat less horrible place; but, those sent to Avīci Hell are thought to be hopeless of any respite.
There are various evil acts which can lead one to be committed to the eternal torments of the Avīci Hell. People reborn in Avīci generally have committed one or more of the Five Grave Offenses:
avias seay 2012 "B.P. off memorial"
Chorus:
yo, im at the b.p. off memorial, the b.p. off memorial
yall want my lo-cation um chillen with a girl name gloria
i might just get some gas, might just re-up on my stash
mixtape sells, um bout my cash, la-ter tonight a club bash
verse1:
when they text me on my celly i tell em im at b.p.
they ask me whats going on tonight i tell em ride up here and see
dj whitegirl posted up with the new cds on the table
so many hot tracks might as well gone head and start her own label
hood girls with piercings in navals, fly boyz i aint telling fables
my niggaz squad up in club kathleen but i wasnt able
i just like to lay low, chill at the local hood store
ball out with da bombs, watch they tempers just blow
as long as im around niggaz dont consider them poor
me another drink as i watch,the traffic just flow
if you a foreigner this my turf so you should know
we consider you a novice but the locals a pro
i got my slushy in hand, sunflowers seed from japan
might cop some homestyle cajun boil peanuts in the can
i might grab a six pack, watch the arabs and sit back
friday nights parked in the back blasting the lac
Chorus (2x's)
im at the b.p. off memorial, the b.p. off memorial
yall want my lo-cation um chillen with a girl name gloria
i might just get some gas, might just re-up on my stash
mixtape sells, um bout my cash, la-ter tonight a club bash
verse2:
yep i just spotted a classmate i think they call her katrice
just got a car wash and some gas on, pump three
swagged out like a dog gone and give me my fleece
a nigga might live in lakeland but in my mind im in greece
got so much money i can wipe my butt for days
wipe 20's, 100's damn there go somebody escalade
niggaz all around the dump in the back play-ing spades
cops about to bust the block with all these charades
down the street yo its feltons 3 more mins you hit gyros
when the club close down niggaz go stuff they pie holes
here come them selling fake jewelry, but i want some real gold
i like that piece with the rosary so consider it sold
you need sharp rims go to spikers, they'll put them on faster than bikers
yo i stay on my grind i consider the rest of yall slackers
its where the cds be free, open 7 days of the week
everything in one location only at the B.P.
Chorus: (2x's)
im at the b.p. off memorial, the b.p. off memorial
yall want my lo-cation um chillen with a girl name gloria
i might just get some gas, might just re-up on my stash