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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.
home of the believers is jannah
truss me ova ders its much funna
inshallah we will all goo der one day
and Allah (swt) will put on the st8 way
so to work for jannah should be our duty
so we can see all its beauty
lol dat sounded chavish lol and inshallah no more rydem ryda stuff lets keep it islamic
Jaa-Ro-Nee-Mo!!!
"they ask you when will the help of Allah (swt) come! Certainly Allah (Swt) help is always near"
i stand here tall and proud, above the ground
amongst all the descending crowd
they shriek and they speak (how do you spell shreik/shriek )
drives me crazy like a geek ()
yet i stand there strong
with ma veil all around
protecting and shielding
from their careless bangs of gongs :confused:
i stand here tall and proud, above the ground
amongst all the descending crowd
they shriek and they speak (how do you spell shreik/shriek )
drives me crazy like a geek ()
yet i stand there strong
with ma veil all around
protecting and shielding
from their careless bangs of gongs :confused:
did i make any sense
yup that was
bangs of gongs or worse yet bombs
they be droppin not only in tombs
but at every new mothers wombs
not a single care for the booms
they release throughout the rooms
they wanna unleash such gloom
just makes me wanna grab my broom and make them taste doom
i know broom was dry but meh, i dun it in 5 seconds lol
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My tears testify that i have a heart
yet i feel me and shaytan never part
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Zoom, the life of the dunya is but a flash,
Most dash for cash and grasp it fast,
Only to die empty handed back to dust,
Some trust in He who lives Eternally,
Others percieve themselves to be the opitamy of diety,
But can they make the sun rise from the west?
Can they bring to life a human from the deathbed which in he rest?
Can they possibly show Mercy to the quantity of Ar Raheem?
NO!!!
So I disown gold, keep hope and fear
Hope for mercy and fear that I wont be near
To see His face in a place of peace
To be disgraced suffering never at ease
Man Please! give me a break,
shaytan scheming and plotting willing to take
Any and every son and daughter of Adam,
with the inticing voice he fires at them
So becareful, steady steps should do it
dont be mistaken by satan only to be left screaming '**** I KNEW IT!'
Last edited by Umar001; 11-29-2006 at 10:52 AM.
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.
This is a little something something we call freestlye...
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,
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)
Hay mate listen up this my place in jannah
for i listened to my lord allah
you disobeyed him so your at the hell of Jahannah
Since you decided to be 2pacs imitater!!
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...
i would love to finish this, but alas time is not on my side
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)
ur wastin yo time
with this rap and rhyme
we got ppz out there
but nobody cares
locked up, beat up
hancuffed, caged up
yo we gotta ease the opression
the misery and depression
destruction and corruption
of this kuffar system
the trend that will lead straight to the fire
you gotta wake up or the result will be dire
you wanna follow the shaytaan, Astaghfirullah!
help those is need an 'll see the reward from Allah!
reward from Allah? you mean Jannah !
if we strive then mayb we get there inshaAllah
as long as we keep straight and dont falter
to all the evil you just gotta say KALLAA !!!
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My tears testify that i have a heart
yet i feel me and shaytan never part
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lol thats funny bro
and there's one thing we should know
in helping others is a reward
Allah doesnt give to those who hoard
so open up your hearts and give to those
whose lives are filled with misery and blows
...all the brothers and sisters living in misery
we gotta stop it, put an end to all the tyranny
we think we got it nice
but dont stop to realise
that we cant take these pleasures with us when we go
it'll only be our good deeds, nowt and nuffin more...
we're living lives full of peace and bliss
just sit and wonder, how did it come to this?
we... letting our lives go by
but leaving the rest of the world to cry
dont think you wont be asked on the Day
what you did for those in need and how you helped ease their way
only 9 people of thumud
were bad while the rest were good,
so a time will come when,
we'll end up just like them,
because this systems so messed,
and all we wanna do is rest...
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My tears testify that i have a heart
yet i feel me and shaytan never part
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