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”.
u mean like u start den some one else goes off from wer u stopped?
well lets pick a subject matter, and then we'll do four verses with x amount of lines and we can alternate so I'll do the first verse then you do the next and so on... what do you think?
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)
am livin this life fearin no one but my Lord,
am livin here usin my pen as a sword.
Am tryin, cryin, hopin that I don’t fall of this path.
Am hopin for my Lord’s mercy not his wrath.
Wakin up in the darkness of the night,
prayin, cryin, seekin the one with all the might.
OH Lord u know that im a mess
tears flowin my sins I confess
Learn silence as you have learned speech.
Speech will guide you, and silence will protect you.
verse 1-
am livin this life fearin no one but my Lord,
am livin here usin my pen as a sword.
Am tryin, cryin, hopin that I don’t fall of this path.
Am hopin for my Lord’s mercy not his wrath.
Wakin up in the darkness of the night,
prayin, cryin, seekin the one with all the might.
OH Lord u know that im a mess
tears flowin my sins I confess
verse 2-
The world is very different now, people live and die without god now, and I wonder how we got to where we are, how far we've come covering those scars, and you know everything I do is for you ya Allah, living only for you ya Allah, walk with the dead at night, get them to bump to give me a fright, so I'll be living right
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)
Tell them cowards to go run and hide, on the chin of the harlots they will die, they tried to put us into caskets, the freed slave shall walk up on the blood of his masters, holding the keys to guantanamo, cuff me up rough me up they don't want me to grow, they harass and put us into body bags, so our families can identify us with toe tags, the police is satans' agent, its blatant that they hate Islam.
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)
so guess whats back in the mix, death and disease as they search for a cure for this, Islamic revival movement curled into a fist, of prayer, hear the angels call and your powerless to resist, as they assist souls on the path to eternal bliss, because quran is the only protection against deaths fatal kiss, as I load truth into my mind and I'm cocked never to miss, I could list all the poison injected into us under cover of mist, beware coz the devil talks with a lisp, to make him sound more innocent than when he speaks in a hiss, now I don't intend to diss anyone, but I know more about these racists then I let on, coz I watched as Iraq was bombed into superficial submission, listen closely and you can hear the blood drip of a baby as it glistens, and its obvious oil was their only mission, their scared of opposition, so they set sanctions on Iran for researching nuclear fission, you must be delirious if you believe any of their lies, coz the truth is America ate all the pies, loaned money to 3rd world countries and set interest to rise, the elite waste water as the poor in Africa fry, their dead bodies only blanket is flies, they saturate the market mask all the cries, coz they don't really give a **** whether you live or you die.
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)
im like...a child at heart but my innocence is tainted. corrupted but cleansed with water from the ancient. .
travel back in time when the simpler was attractive...,.
especially when its most active.,...the past has its own form of magic
i leave a life that im matched with....comfortably relaxed then.....
wow! apparently I'm not allowed to rep you... I have to spread it or someting.
i leave a life that im matched with....comfortably relaxed then, thinking back to when life wasn't couped up like a hen, and I am critical of every world leader, so yes you can call me political, I try to keep literally lyrical, the truth is freedom is mythical, the Quran will leave you speechless since its so mystical, but it applies to the physical, your fear of the truth is your ultimate downfall, the nails in your coffin will come like a downpour, the nations in uproar.
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)
Hope Allah returns to us our dignity, raises us up from all this impurity, the worlds mostly gone bad, evil spreadin everywer its gettin pretty sad, dunya gettin temptin everyone's fallin for it, but hey only way to die is in the way of ALlah.... only way thats happenin is if we let go of the dunya!
i didnt like that one...
only way thats happenin is if we let go of the dunya, and regress back to the quran and sunnah, its about time we realised we are only one ummah, we need to open our hearts and let the prophet in, we need to let go off the sin, we need to realise thats its cries that ring, in our ears, and that we need to realise our worst fears, we have to many cares, to fight back the tears, we need to grow out of the layers, that hold us back and let the lord comfort us, life is too short like riding on a suicide bus.
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)
I was despised by my father since the day I was born, and so ever since I was let loose in this world of scorn, I left every stage I played ravaged and torn, I don't cry for death coz I was never taught to mourn, my praise is to the almighty, and I pray he guides me rightly, and give me the strength to beat the devils sent to fight me, my heart is ice cold like glaciers, I'm generally hated by all races, I've learned all the devils many faces, and pray to be shadowed in gods graces, raise your hand if you know what mace is, I've done tied my laces, I was shaped in their image with schools braces, so I know the devils agents because I was one, intellectually illuminate and watch them cowards run, I'm dangerous coz I spit fire for fun.
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)
they talk about peace in the middle east as they feast on the sweet meat of our flesh, they talk about liberation as they rape and put our sisters to rest, they claim to love our nation as they sink their teeth into its chest, theres a reason why they supply their troops with bullet proof vests, it takes less than a guess to realise that our destiny is to be subservient, not to the US but to the god whose all observant, and they claim he watched his son die on the cross, and Jesus is how they justify all of their laws, pulling our strings like their the pimp and we're the mind *****s.
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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