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Men or Mice

 

Mice live to survive

With strong front teeth in their mouth

When trapped it would chew its way through any thing to get out

Should we live as men  to take the same route

was man created to be a waste

perusing your belly,private parts,and pockets in haste

lied your self  up a ladder to gain your place

lying stealing, wake up cant look you self in the face

in the end you have to look at yourself

you deeds and what your actions dealt

how you lived wicked bitter and cold

gain the world but lose your soul

hollow in the inside losing you mold

in the end every thing becomes withered and old

whats going to happen at there no worth in the  silver and gold?

and threes no where to run on the face of the globe

When great thrones turn to the sand

you will be judged by your deeds as a man

the way you lived and what you put forth with your hands

did you stand for good

as you should

spoke for truth

or  you sought the world and stole and lied for for it

But the true Man would stand for   truth  and prepare  to die for it

preach the truth and never be shy for it

offer his arm or right eye for it

they would offer there lives rather then die in sin

they know who has the last say in the end

they know truth against falsehood will always win

This is difference between mice and men

What can say for the fake salafi of today
those who inherited the people of irjaa and desires way
Curse and lies in the words they say
more hatred and division amongst each other everyday
Same way hypocrites acted yesterday
Didn’t go forth in gods way
When trouble came they would hide and run away
can get along even with other
but with the leaders of kufr they stay loyal lovers
Because people of bidah always separate amongst each other

they always split and fight
but people sunnah would disagree but unite
Shallow swallow a camel but strain at a gnat
Obey tyrant but beat down a man for length of his pants
blind follower so blind like they live in trance

Fake religious imagery they look good at a glance
Quotes statements of scholars when asked Quran and Sunna they cant
Misleading people false augments and weak rants
One statement yesterday today it’s a new stance
Sweet talk shieks give government fatwas with a slant
Curse there fellow muslim brother but for war on Islam they say remain patient
Treat muslim callers with envy and hatred
Treat scholar’s writings like its Allah’s statements
Long beards short jeans but everything isn’t what it seems
Sincere people fought and died for deen
Not giving paid fatwas behind the kings
Not in the back ground causing separation behind the scenes
No real aim cause or vision
Just here corrupt and cause division
Tell people laziness cowardliness is really wisdom
Tell you when it comes to kufr you should hear and listen
Created by c.i.a supported by f.b.i’s decisions
Dont want to rise for islam so they tell you to go against kufr is forbidden
Make islam for daunya profits what they do for a living
Look for manners righteousness you find it missing
True scholars of the past you find in prison
It takes a price for this life when your upon this mission
You know a bad tree by the fruit it’s giving
You should really watch from whom you take your religion

Who you take your religion from!!

The truth hurts only the guilty

Is humiliation whats life’s about
hypocrites tell me I should close my mouth
be a puppet a tool and take the lowly route
No idea what truth is about
fear only the one who created fashioned and built me
say my words are ill mannered ugly and filthy
but the truth  hurts but can only hurt the guilty
Listen! if i threw rock at a group of dogs and they would all depart
I would know the one who got hit would be the one who barks
play sheep but there only wolves and sharks
truth can reveal whats in their ugly hearts
real truth carriers carry the truth open not  back on the fence                                      Their sacrifice and steadfastness was a sign of their messages evidence
Then they where burnt killed and plotted against
threatened and over powered but it was only god the feared
For the few who had ears could hear
Only few true who could stand for truth and bear

Parable of Joseph

Parable of Joseph the slave becoming a king
Who heard songs that our ancestors use to sing
The answered prayer of the oppressed
For us to shine from the west
Rejected stone becoming best
We where there from the first day but they frowned and turned away
thinking we where unworthy of its light
they tried to claim they were white so they couldn’t share our plight
but the truth came to us like a thief in the night
went threw hell to guide us right
blind and deaf it gave us sight
lost alone no one would help us fight
who came for us
no our path is dangerous
our leaders now lost in dust
having to hold my flag and never give up
fatherless sons had to have direction
older man takes under his wing teaching him lessons
broken men holding on to manhood in prison sessions
little know being build for gods selection
a curse  that became a blessing

Man,Woman and child

How did our family become wasted
Man woman and child a lost nation
following the steps of Satan
she looks at me with anger and hatred
I cant trust her when were embracing
All her words are bitter tasting
play the role but were only faking
now our brothers caught in domestic court cases
mad because her father ran
Now she don’t need no man
poor man tries to do what he can
but society took the power out his hand
in a strange land
children with out fathers
life style weakness death and dishonor
young boys no manhood become thieves and bank robbers
raised by wicked woman losers
become evil doers and dealers and pipe users
left with foolish woman and children to rule us
we let the devil fool us
shatan made our woman kaffirs
she used to write scripture chapters
now its only worldly matters
she roams the streets in tight clothes for men to harass her

She was a virgin till she let strangers grab her
she left her home now her  families in disaster
false guidance from wicked church pastors
gigolos hoes and gangster rappers
stuck in the plans of her former masters
she used to know about the devils plots
now she hanging on blocks
hearts hard as a rock
took out her hair natural with locks
now she looks for fake hair at at the Korean shops
spending all that she got
She wicked  flipping on me trying to black mail me with cops
what happened to the family and love
we laying in bed with Beelzebub
late night dancing in clubs
attracted to lowlifes and thugs
we need to rise above
we need healing with each other
trust only the god above us
nobody going to love us if we don’t love us
stop being divas, gangsters, and hustlers
but more  like mothers fathers sisters and brothers