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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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