to my brothers and sisters this is a request......
I feel like i'm on a neverending quest
Moving in this journey from east to west
NOw i'm bak in the east whre they tryna infest
Muslims gettin corrupted bcuz of the affect
Shaytan's havin on them, evry1 bz in jest
What can i do just watch and feel sorry
say one thing and then reprimanded wit a big story
I don't care, i noe wht i did is right
Allah inshallah will bring it in the light

Allah InshaaAllaah will bring it in the light
this threads dying down, now lets make it right
The Qur'aan is a guidance with hidden delights
however much you can, with your heart recite
It will help you out of your plights
And help you fight
Against your worst enemy...

Against your worst enemy...
plz DO somethin instead of tellin me
i prefer somethin physical
over somethin lyrical...
an when brothers get typical
followin any clime and material
it hurts inside coz they act from pride
its not somethin to hide..
see the real superior n truelly imperial
are those that strive through life
for the ethereal...
well its still physical, it'll always be physical
till i draw my last breath

till i draw my last breath
ima keep on fighting with him until death
yeh, he weakens me greatly sometimes
but thats when i make the deepest rhymes
this pain is a means of gain
i'm speaking plain, do u need me to explain?

i'm speaking plain, do u need me to explain?
it doesnt matter the weather or terrain
from pain comes gain even if your insane
hard to believe its mercy like rain
so refrain from uttering things of disdain
coz Allahs plans wont make sense sometimes
see coz its intense sometimes
but as i said in my past rhymes
they change with the climes
for growth through the times...

for growth through the times...
praisin the one and only Sublime
i dont understand what is my crime
loving someone, so i'm now punished greatly
these rhymes are coming from the heart lately
its amazin how love can turn into hate
and how hate drives you on towards the straight path gate
maybe this is part of my fate,
it doesn't need any debate
to the most High i Prostrate....

to the most High i Prostrate....
till the day i regenerate
an even then i'll venerate my lord
celebrate his praises coz he elevated my status
via islam n even higher wiv emaan
multiplyin through ihsaan
gaining ajr even wen eatin kima naan
coz i do everythin in remembrance
makes it harda for dunya to clutch me in trances
catch me in dances or other haram glances
through life ima dart emaan by my side
chucking out all pride
every iota that maybe inside

every iota that maybe inside
at least I know that I tried
to follow Allaah's rules and by them subside
take a look outside, how Allaah provides
and yet we find it hard to abide by his rules
surely they are fools
who think they have not been created....

who think they have not been created....
so they think they just appeared one day?
complete chance n here to play
so sinnin as they like till they go astray


theres no chance
theres no luck
what the duck
you must be a quack
to think that YOU
came by chance
you must really
not have a clue

you must really not have a clue
or mind must be filled with glue
or u got debts overdue
look at ur arm, that tattoo

...seriously whats going on?
ur starting to become a don
u know if this chance is gone
then u'll be in the hell fire...

then u'll be in the hell fire...
u'll burn n never expire...
for ur burnin desire...
which you couldnt extinguish..
for it you suffered anguish...
an anguish never set to perish..
you chose your path
did the math
were warned of Allahs wrath...

why do we not heed
why do we go weak
just coz our hearts bleed
why do we not hold back
and hold tight to our creed...

and hold tight to our creed...
instead we wish to be free'd
take religion like a prison
suffocatin us, dont wanna listen..
wanna believe nothings beyond the horizon

but for my i see things differently
cannot take the darkness of finity..
wanna believe theres an eternity
no dust to dust but
resurructed from my cemetery
an i dont believe in chance
IM ALWAYS HAPPY...
coz i believe in pre-destiny...

coz i believe in pre-destiny...
at least u have some dignity
u dont throw away your purity
like some young girls do in this day and age
against Allaah and His Messenger war they wage
just turn over the page
and try to engage
in the true religion of the Almighty...

in the true religion of the Almighty...
Am trying my best to gain piety

why am i then full of anxiety
when i know full well that Islaam diminshes worry

why is my heart then in a flurry?
why do i feel as if I'm going weak
al over again....

al over again....
here we go again
not again sik n tired
wiv a hurtin brain

wanna fly away like a birdie
coz life gets murkie
dnt even realise iss ya fault
coz u got flirtie
so things seem messy
they seem dutty
ur heart feels stuffed
like a stuffed fatty

so you should fast from reminiscin
so that you wont be missin
can allow ALlahs aid to sink in...
coz you need some distance some time alone
maybe with the Quran so taht you can atone
for the times of wrong you went through
inshaAllah you'll reach a break-through...