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Originally Posted by IbnAbdulHakim  i would be at the peak of my demise...
hush your heart and dont let it speak
for its too soft and weak
millions have faltered from what they seek
if only the truth reached them first
they wouldnt suffer this thirst
if only Allahs pleasure embraced them
they wouldnt feel so cursed
imbursed in dunya i know your scared
but with every tear jannahs being prepared... |
With that said, get the bread and the food spread,
Aint gotta hunt, just have a want, and the food's dead,
Right on your plate, baked so great, I cant wait,
For my life in 'Jannah', peep and see..
Seeing Allah, then gettin 'Hennah' on my wife, luxury,
Living, gold and silver, silk for napkins.
I wanna hold flowers and builda' great jardin, erm...(couldnt rhyme nething else
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Thats french for garden, ones under which rivers flow,
A blow to the shayateen,