SUBHANALLLAH Im well suprised ........you guys can actually rap lol mashallah...

how about you give it a go sis?

it really gets funny sometime
people give sublimity to other then the creator of the sublime
they forget the sun and praise the sunshine
forget the mechanic and praise the car
and then that scar you wonder what went went, you were strong,
applied medecine to heal the wounds as you strived along
but it was a matter of time before you realised,
this fake glitter n bitterness is the calm before your demise
its not a storm this time its something bigger,
its not the norm this time, its something sicker
its death, grave, judgement and hell
for a simple stupid thing this is wat u get but O WELL??

So we dwell part and part in hell with a half heart,
In the dunya, 'might as well' but soon ya,
Feel the pressure preportional to pending pleads,
From families with criteria to have me wither to my knees,
So 'marriage is', outa the question, Till I get a degree,
established job and have a house to perfection,
What about the deen, I need to marry as a teen,
Else I'll fall to temptation whilst seeking education, have you seen?
The multitude of your youth who deny the truth....gotta go work

Allah fulfils the need of anyone that pleadeth
pleadeth to Allaah and not to jesus
you feel yourself bleeding, feel your emaan being eaten by dunya,
feel like a munafiq no longer deserving that kunya,
get paranoid over wasteful breathing, wasting time its not even
about nikkah anymore,
whats the point if we dont feel pleasure
from putting our heads to the floor....
whats your treasure is it a wifey?
for entering jannah will that be your key?
verily verily ive heard ya akhee
that sabrun jameel will take us to jannah
so have sabr to the qabr
till the last day we gotta be stacking that ajr !!

Wow, mashaAllah, brother you're talented. This poem was awesome!

mashaallah...pretty gud stuff
Mabruk ya jama'a

What a beautiful sight that will be!
A sight worth seeing unlike TV
Coz we, bore witness, confessed
only to Allaah belongs all divinity,
straight up rejected the trinity,
enemies wanna find fault so they can blame us,
they see we getting stronger so they wanna come claim us...
but we followers of khatamul anbiyaa, khayrul ummam,
striving against riyaa', and performing qiyaam...

we muslims sisters
are cooler than blisters
wear our hijabs with pride
aren't swept away by the tide
ummm, umm.
yeah.

i never did like rap. :P

back in the day, i used to hang and pray with brothers,
now situation is getting deeper, and throughout all the drama, my soul getting darker, and nobody wanna know me, nobody wanna hear from baldy, seems they done and disposed of me, no more jokes and no more humor, so they rip me out like a 10 ton malignant tumor, im having a hell of a time, and friends all said their byes, so i ask the lord why does this life overwhelm me? but hey its the same old struggle around my way, so to the good lord i pray.

Some great ones there ,

to stay steadfast upon the right path, its a shame man, try to get out the game man, but the pain man, it keep pulling me back man, its getting too real, too deep, thugsters will forever bleed, the angels they grieve, another earthbound soul, him a hustler, so him a roll him another rizzla, why am i so cold mamma? maybe its coz i never knew my father, id rather sweat blood and tears, then become like him my greatest fear...

Mashallahhh you guys are gooddddddd mannn ..keep it up

so ******s is wanting me dead, well come find me im that insane ****** counting the braids in my head, and when you put me to rest, listen deep in'a me coffin, ill be laughing, ill be coming back to walk the earth as zombie, hunting ******s rapping about *****es and money, talking about 26's on the tricked out humvee, she a hotty, ****** you can have her, i dont want to die of aids so i praise my lord and master, i battle myself coz aint no one at my calibre, even had satan quaking as i rode up on him, you know me as baldy, but when a ****** got to get ghost, this my alter ego, im not a hero, i just spit sub zero, come follow the foul smells to find me at my lair, ***** i aint no blair witch, im just a cold killer but i done paid my time in gods prison, got nigggers wishing they could be spitting like me, dissing and cussing like me, what they dont know, my flow so cold, coz trouble be a good friend of mine, so be the reaper, excuse they manners they just want your soul deeper, come follow me i make your soul hollow, like an asthmatic you wont be breathing tomorrow.

diablo got me going desperado, to hollow to follow, so i got to get ghost, walking dead y'all, will the lord catch me if i fall, see christianity never made sense to me, what you talkng about reverend we aint gods children, im my mothers baby, pray to god to change me, as i walk closer to my grave, will the lord save me, i was convicted as a hustler for being born in a struggle...