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Hay, i have an idea...instead of just ryming, we can make it a challenge. Like what i mean is, Say someone writes a ryme, then the person to post after him has to START his ryme, with the SAME line as the person ended with before him.
Example:
I got so angery at the violation that i couldnt see.
So angery that i retaliated and wished to hurt thee.
Wish to make you plead, and if im lucky make you bleed.
head shots and body slams, until you can-not breathe.
So then the person after that says:
Head shots and body slams, untl you can-not breathe
all the morals and laws that day were not with me
it was not for me to think, or even imagine what would come
i shouldve sat like ive been taught, not got so mad, not been so dumb
now im racing im pacing, cant forgive cant forget, cant relax, cant think
Now i understand the laws of Islam,shouldve understood be4 i decided 2 drink
And so on and so forth, but you get the idea, i hope?...anyone who thinks its a good idea, or wants to play along let me know, and then we can start InshaAllah...and and by the way, just because you start with the persons last line, doesnt mean that your ryme has to be the same idea or plot as theirs.
And home is where the heart is...
But where is my heart?
Have I lost it somewhere, or has it broken apart?
I surrended myself for the sake of God,
But what are these whisperings,
Desires for earthly mysteries?
No, this is not me
But it is you,
Shaytaan, you poor little fool
Thinking you can make of me your tool
No, not today not tomorrow,
I feel sorry for you,
So much sorrow...
Woe, it's filling my lungs
Blocking my head,
Still this pain must soon mend,
There's no doubt about it
Again,
Islam, is not a mistake
Nor is it fake
None will ever stop me,
Faith, you will never drop off me
Love will never be replaced by hate
Neither you, or they,
Will make me wanna follow the path of the astray.
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Sorry for making it long.. and weird.
“If only I had checked myself”
—
Guy who wrecked himself
True leaders don't create followers...
.... They create new leaders.
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??
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My tears testify that i have a heart
yet i feel me and shaytan never part
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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
The path is long but I hope we meet,
After the grave and the Day, in paradise in bliss upon a reclined seat.
A traveler traveling - travelled from shirk to tawheed,
If I'm remembered for anything - let it be the Mercy I seek.
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 !!
Last edited by IbnAbdulHakim; 11-22-2007 at 10:48 AM.
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My tears testify that i have a heart
yet i feel me and shaytan never part
-
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
Wow, mashaAllah, brother you're talented. This poem was awesome!
“If only I had checked myself”
—
Guy who wrecked himself
True leaders don't create followers...
.... They create new leaders.
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...
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My tears testify that i have a heart
yet i feel me and shaytan never part
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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.
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)
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...
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 ******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.
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)
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...
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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