By: The Narcicyst and Shadia Mansour
[To say ‘Hamdulillah’ is to be grateful for what one has.]
Bismillah, like the feeling when I miss Falah,
then wish to God in clouds to lift us all
wonder if Bibi can ever see me, and
if I back to Basrah will it ever receive me,
homies that have the time to talk,
Now I wish to stars that angel find Nawaf.
I stand awed at the strength of my sister
Kiss her and thank God our mission is planned for us.
mamati inti hayati,
moms the best one, hold her close to heart like my left lung
for the truth in a being as beaming the moon queen you blessed my future to be with
for the souls anguish, love,
and the moment my brothers programmed these drums,
We put the truth to the test, proof that we’re blessed students of this music at best.
Before I spit this bar, way Before Militants tried to split this law
for every living day that we spend in the rays of the Shams,
why we praise the condemned…
wish I could take it back and lift the harm, make a track erase the past that we miss and gone…
He Spoke So Right we listening wrong living raw, more than a livid song Give it all
So I don’t rely on an image or Man made divisions for land slave prison fraud,
Excuse Me, If I use it loosely, forget to bow down and pray, how proud are they?
hope you hear the whispers lil nas which stance should i sway when betrayed by wiswases….
forever hope this lasts and we live classic….
means to will in God’s name, without the ball and the chain a slave falling to claim,
will forever hold inner peace, Wicked streets cripple little being rippling through the middle east
may God bless the dead and gone, forever strong a better song, breaking bitter bonds
for this world, in this spot to this song with these words for hip-hop say
stay humble in rhymes in eyes that hate your hunger
its like a jungle sometimes it makes you wonder