Well as I was going through the Continue the Islamic Rhyme thread I read many of this brother's work and I feel that those rhymes by itself deserve to have another thread just by itself.I could say the same for bro Al-Habeshi as well but his rhymes usually link with the other person's...Many people on this forum don't really go on that thread so I thought why not make one just for this brother's rhymes that people have been missing out on...If Bro baldy feels offended that I did this ..I apologize and the mods can close the thread inshallah..
God save the deen,
From puppet regimes,
Ya Allah, Ya Hakim,
For Rahman, the Reheem,
From the day I woke in my mother’s womb,
To the day I lie cold in my tomb,
Islam runs in my blood to my soul,
Down to the earth to my brothers bones,
And they say blood is thicker than water,
Well my blood is Islam positive,
Every Muslim brother, sister, son and daughter,
And like mystic Zam Zam my blood flows through each of your souls,
And if they spill a Muslims blood, they spill mine,
So, with my next breath I bring apocalyptic forces,
To breathe life into Islam,
And with the next death, lives unprotected by UN knights,
On peace keeping missions to the Middle East,
Bending over to Shaythaan form there knees,
So with my hearts next pulse I’ll bring a war of passion that’s gone rancid,
But still burns like the fires of hell against the devils forces, that wanna crush Islam,
So I pray,
God save the deen,
From puppet regimes,
Ya Allah, Ya Hakim,
For Rahman, the Reheem,
Its time to bring a poet to the masses,
Revolution from here to Damascus,
Time to bring poetical Islam with poetical warfare,
Raise an army of minds to instil raw fear,
Into mens souls, down to their core layer,
Resurrect deaf hearts and deaf ears,
Bring men to cry tears,
Time to offer them prayers,
To Allah to bring the Haq here,
And to rise the cries of a nation,
Against the lies of an administration,
Who take lives and spread there disease in my lands,
And incriminate me, my blood on there hands,
But that’s not there only tool, they attack in stealth,
Play you like a fool, while they amass there wealth,
Attacking you in there Friday Khutbah,
Puppet Imams take agendas and make Duah’s,
For the three blind mice, who control my lands,
Bruv speak my language, I don’t speak deceit,
Sold your soul to Johnny Cash, I hope you kept the receipt,
There Fearing for there moneys life,
From the oil farmers wife,
Brandishing a butchers knife,
So pray that,
God save the deen,
From puppet regimes,
Ya Allah, Ya Hakim,
For Rahman, the Reheem,
Hijab
You’re a diamond in a hijab,
An emerald in a jilbab,
Liberation scarved,
And mens preying eyes barred,
Your Muslimah,
your my sister,
sticking to quran and sunnah,
gotta make it to jannah,
gotta take me with ya...
Last edited by Souljette; 07-15-2008 at 04:51 PM.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
just make sure its not too late before you repent, listening to whispering; hell sent, crawling on the pavement with serpents, can you see the lord? no but he sees you, so before you make any moves, ask yourself 'does he approve?', if no i suggest you don't, coz if you trying to get to heaven you wont, and if you with lucifer you on the wrong boat, you might get chewed up like three billy goat,
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
Toh Mili Mujhey Khaamoshi, of course he got beat up by the po-leese, for what? the young brother had a beard, so of course they were looking at him weird, shoot him? yeah they dared, up in court now pleading innocence, but the judge dont see it that way, its inconvenient, lenience? hell no this a muslim in cou't, 5 to 10 for terrorism fo' sho', and they wonder why we got hate for the popo, click clack BOOM another muslim brother is doomed, i guess theirs no room on this planet for the muminoon.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
Jazakallah khair for commenting...no it's not it..as i have a life lol I'm not giving you guys all of it together..more is on the way ..i'll post them when I get the time to browse again
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
Toh Mili Mujhey Khaamoshi, of course he got beat up by the po-leese, for what? the young brother had a beard, so of course they were looking at him weird, shoot him? yeah they dared, up in court now pleading innocence, but the judge dont see it that way, its inconvenient, lenience? hell no this a muslim in cou't, 5 to 10 for terrorism fo' sho', and they wonder why we got hate for the popo, click clack BOOM another muslim brother is doomed, i guess theirs no room on this planet for the muminoon.
u deserve it ...now u know how it feels to wait for someone's work..ahemm ^^
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
my soul needs to see the light, so it can recognise wrong from right, so when the devil attacks it can fight, so when Allah calls it feels the might, so when the world is dark its bright, but i need to find the lord first, before I'm lying blue in a hearse, i guess it a curse not knowing the all great, maybe i should lose some hate, and hope that fate gonna guide me home.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
first of all salam to Adam, salam to Abraham, salam to the seal, salam to my beginning and salam to my end, with that of my chest i can get on with the test, i can keep on rhyming, keep on signing, praying with perfect timing, before death comes a claiming, before it stops raining, on judgment day looking for who's who and who you blaming, Jesus didn't die on that crucifix, so i got my sins to worry about with Iblis in the mix, I use his first name to show no respect, no love and know where i rest, potents words will get in your chest like mesh cutting through flesh, put up my shahada finger to bear witness, only one lord with laws he writ, so praises to Allah and blessings to the virgin Mary, Im carrying to much sins to be care free, Isa will rise and with him bring Mahdi, so I keep listening for the angels calling me.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
bouncing back from every attack so scatter, madder than the that itch a** mad hatter, live or die for honour i'd prefer the latter, load the clip in my pen and cock it, I'm down for the truth so you im gonna rock it, you may try and block it but you can only ignore it for so long, I aint weeded and I dont own a bong, if you think i'll ever stop your wrong, the seed is sown and it will flourish, watch it blossom into Allahs will, i would hate to kill, so please for your own sake lie still, its getting hormonal now like women on the pill, you cant stop me from reaching my destiny, with Allah watching my back and forever blessing me
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
this is a hard life and my worries is doubled, coz the only thing I inherited from my father was his debts and his troubles, so now i got to make something bubble, but if I snooze when i move i'll loose, not just my hustle but grip on sanity, I'm too ugly inside for vanity, i praise the lord but the devil bring shame on me, and he'll bring the same to thee, coz what he's done to two he can do to three, I'm talking about Adam and Eve, and how he got them expelled even though they believed, so make every move with the best intention, and if you win don't forget to mention your gratitude to Allah, and praise him until your detention.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
eaving u to escape and run to your Lord, gaining rewards in hoards, and placing boards on doors, to keep lucifer outdoors, leaving educational establishments to pimp mind *****s, take your thoughts, its a struggle to keep fighting but i fought, i had no teachers so i taught myself, so i'm the only one accountable if i end up in hell, but its no conincedence that my shahada finger also pulls the trigger, so i figure i'll bust my gun in the air to bare witness to allah, come cure my sickness.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
growing up we came up wild, without a father to side my mamma by, but time conveys us onto the next thing, from all the losses to my next big win, thats why the caged bird sings, praise Allah and I'm down to it, shed a tear and you can frown to it, but I'ma do it anyway, you can feel me on a rainy day, this ones been a long time coming, keep running and running and running, and maybe I'll get there, and I'll have no fear, coz Allahs here, I'm watching and waiting, with satan baiting, tasting evil and its bitter sour, counting time by the hour, and watching for Judas to come stab me, but if I fall the lord call and grab me.
“The believers in their mutual kindness, compassion and sympathy are just like one body. When one of the limbs is afflicted, the whole body responds to it with sleeplessness and fever”.
Guns cloaked in the dark, hark, as the life-expectancy in the middle east becomes ever more stark, broken angels kept down by gravity, its a rarity to find clarity of thought, when your caught up in all the media taught, and being brought up in desperate lies, shaythaan ties your tongue as you watch him eat all the pies, and sends legions of rapists to liberate the truth, and yes its true, they hide the truth liberally, hypocrisy is disguised by democracy, sending lynch mobs to save the brave, but somehow they send them to the grave, Guns cloaked in the dark, hark, as the smoking guns bark.
The freed slave shall walk on the blood of his masters
"Coffee is the only thing I like integrated" - El-Hajj Malik el-Shabazz (Malcolm X)
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