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Wake Up
As`salaatu khayrun mi...
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Wake Up
As`salaatu khayrun min naum As`salaatu khayrun min naum But most of you are asleep and you don't even know Too busy being deceived, making this dunya your home In the heart there is a disease, like a cancer for your soul And you can't be free until you learn to let go For those who know are not like those who don't know Cause those who know be ready to show those how they roll Cause if you think you exist just to become bones Than really you must think you ain't thinking at all You in the danger zone, not a day you ain't prone To bring thrown off your throne like Haman and Fir'aun There's a war going on outside no one is safe from Cause verily, your enemy is the shaytan So take arms, and sound the alarm Cause the devil been on your level since the day you were born
Little girls being taught to drop it like it`s hot Cause they need a hot boy who`s got a fat watch Ready to make it pop for every hustler on the block Who`s got a drop top, Oh please make it stop My sisters wake up and take off that make up You don't need that cover up, you need to cover up Cause if you love Allah, than you should love his law And if he don't love Allah, his love will always be flawed A boy can't be your friend like dogs can't be men So tell him take his tail to the nearest fire hydrant The best thing in this world aint diamonds and pearls The best thing is this world is a righteous girl The way that she dress, looks like an Empress Impressing Allah, oppressing your nafs To wear that Hijab is a Jihad on its own May He grant you gardens under which rivers flow Cause you already know the recipe for achievers Aisha, Khadija, Hafsa, Safiyah May Allah be pleased, cause my mother's where believers Daughters and Preachers, Sisters and Teachers No need for Divas, we need Queens of Sheba's Women who will stand up for this Ummah and be leaders Ready to begin the next generation They say boys will be boys but we're running out of men
Ours are running out to sin, chasing different women He don't wanna give her a ring, he just wanna give her a ring He aint looking for a wifey, he's looking for a ting So he treat her like a DJ and take her for a spin He don't know who he is, so he don't have any hope It's a shame, we`re so ashamed that Muhammed became Moe All that's left are cowards enclosed in egos And superheroes that star in music videos Where the coolest dude you know is aspiring to be on death row Guns and clothes, blunts to roll This is suicide live, and you're standing in the front row
But don't fear those made from flesh and bones Fear the One that will bring you back from sticks and stones Bricks of gold aint worth your soul His tricks are old, Iblis was told To make sujood, but he refused But we refuse, to make sujood Real men are few, like Musa and Harun Suliaman, Dawud, Ishaq, Yacoub If you only knew, real men make real moves Real recognize real so really who are you? My brother you're confused, wake up, hit the snooze This dunya is a dream, don't let it consume you I refuse to be boxed and sell rocks away Who cares about my block, hommie we all came from clay But I think it's safe to say, that one day we'll pass away But I'm trying kick it' with the prophets and all of the righteous slaves And I'll turn to you and say, aren't you glad that we obeyed Man we almost went astray, but Allah forgives and he forgave Look at all we overcame, struggling just for his sake Truly we have all been saved, Jannah is calling your name As`salaatu khayrun min naum As`salaatu khayrun min naum Jannah is calling your name, so wake up and come home
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Heroes
My heroes never wore ...
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Heroes
My heroes never wore tights or appeared on carton channels They had long beards and kept clothes above the ankles No combing the streets, like beasts at night looking for thieves My heroes fought their egos, and narrated ahadith And some of my heroes were once bag guys too Baby killers and highway robbers, if you only knew what they knew Cause you gotta know a lie in order to recognize the truth And what the point of knowing truth if you can't back it up with proof And to prove my heroes were united by a single point of view Why else would they choose to go against what their fathers used to do? Unless they knew, that paradise was worth being abused The best of views, if only you could walk a mile in their shoes, Oh what I wouldn't do to kick it with Abduallah Ibn Musuud, Listen to him recite the Quran, sad to go into ruku Yeah that would be cool, but me and Hamza, we would kick it old school Joke about the Jahilliya, silly things they used to do If I could pick my own crew, Salman Al Farsi would have to be in it, An honest seeker of truth, may Allah bless his spirit, Have Tea with Julilibib, Coffee with Anas Ibn Malik Anything to pick their brains and gain a better understanding Could you imagine taking a class with Abduallah Ibn Abbas A scholar by the age of 10, just a boy amongst the men And if I had one friend, it would be Abu Baker as Saddique, Someone to hold you down and to really represent, When Sumayya held her chin to her killers, did she think? We would name our little girls after her to teach them strength And who cares about these rappers, we got Hassan Ibn Thabit, Dude was sick with the flow, can't believe you didn't know, That Zaid was a slave who became one of praise Lived the American dream, when America was Cree Umar Bin Khattab was G, held it down for this deen A real superman, made the devils cross the street And if I ever had beef, I would call up Khalid Bin Walid He was a ride or die homie, amongst the Salaf as Saliheen, And if I close my eyes, man, I could almost see Bilal amongst the cold morning breeze, Allahu Akbar Cause surely salah is much better than sleep Like Abu Sufyan after he embraced the deen On this earth Talha, was a walking shaheed And Jafar gave his life for our Ummahs victory May Allah be pleased and grant them all the highest levels of heaven Like Uthman ibn Affan, who even the angles were shy in front of Aisha was a genius, ever word was like a thesis Mother to all believers, pure like that of Isa's Khadija held the fetus of Fatima, who was the teacher Of Hassan and Hussein, sons of Ali who were slain Man you gotta know these names, cause these people paved the way It's a shame, we know more about them monkeys on BET This is our history, all the sacrifices that they made for me Gave to me, a legacy that I could be proud to keep Said: Be! It was decreed, that at Badr we were only 300 deep But with the angels on our side, who could even compete? Although he was a man of peace who preached speech before the sword He raged a war against error, the worship of fake Lords Came to restore the deen that Ibrahim laid before Extreme in his need to feed miskeen and the poor Yeah, he was hardcore with his face to the floor Off praying so long that his feet became sore Uhhhh, yeah he got down like that And told all the rich they should pay the zakat And make the salah, and spread the salaam And declare Ashdu-la-ilah, Ha-il-allah, Muhammed a rasooul Allah, Sallau alahe wsalaam, Was the difference between Jannah and Jahennim, Like the mailman just delivering a message Who else do you know with a swagger that's blessed? The best and perfected, corrected the method Madina state of mind, coming from the hood of Mecca Champion companions, homeboys were go-getters Did it bigger and better, had followers before twitter The leader of leaders, amir to believers Enjoined all the good and forbade all the evil My hero taught people that we were all equal The best of examples outlined what is legal Forever I'm grateful for all that he came for May blessings and peace always reach to my mentor My teacher, my brother, my hero, my prophet Muhammed, Sallau alahe wsalaam And that's how it goes, so tell everyone you know That this party don't stop till the son of Mary come home I am pleased with my Lord and Islam as my deen, May we die on these words, Allahuma, ameen
© Boonaa Mohammed - 2011
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