The Run Down (pt.1 maybe)

Politicians shaping policy to help themselves

The average worker runs in place with no push to propel

Countries crumble on credit indebted at the soul

Oppressing average citizens increasing what they owe

To someone they don’t know

No sleeping on the stroll

The darkness spread across the sky no need to look in holes

So as long as you know

I fell into a slip stream

Impacted by truths in my paranoia-filled dreams


Irreligious hold vigils in mockery of deen

Repeating to themselves who’s on Siratul Mustaqeen

Create religious factions hurling people out the fold

Exclusive rights to what they like or  think they know

Beloved scholars patiently encourage good adaab

Students of knowledge grasp threads to maintain what they have

Trying to keep a balance ‘tween rigidity and ease

Struggling with the soul in hopes our Gracious Lord be pleased (I’m with them inshaAllah)



Twisting heads to see who said YarHarmukAllah

The sun still shines as  it rises from the east

No reason why I can’t suspend disappointment with peace

The favors of Allah are all around for you to see

As I praise somebody prays Mercy for me





Such a Walk To Remember – Submitted for Lyrical Art Sahaba Edition

Such a walk to remember

The footsteps into Jannah

Saved from being enslaved by a man in Jahannam

Allah kulli shay in Qadir

Even under the weight of those pebbles

He was certain God could hear

Was certain that He intervened

As He screamed aHad

Enemies of Allah know what I mean

Allah is One and from that One we all begun

Chose an Abyssinian slave to call muslims to pray

The Polythiests beat him and tortured him for a time

But never did he flee from the faith safe in Islam

Dragged by the noose on his neck through Makkan streets

Stones pressed onto his chest in the desert heat

And all of that allotted to Lat and Uzza’s defeat

As Bilal uttered aHad and freed by Abu Bakr Siddiq

Defended by the Rasool

If you dare use the color of his skin to be rude

What state is your faith in?

And love you all the same

From revenge of that matter he refrained

And only to Allah and His Messenger he complained

In hopes for reward from His Lord

After each Wudu

With that Tuhur he prays as much as Allah would want him to.

Muhajirun, Mujahidun, Muminun


Calling the Adhan on the roof of Masjidal Haram

Collecting Sadaqah with the Prophet (S.A.W)

Slayer of Umaiyah bin Khalaf but fighting in the Cause of Allah was the topic

From my brother Bilal I learned no worries at all

In success Alhamdulillah and if not then Allahu Akbar

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar

Black Star before Mos Def and Kweli

A chief manumitted by Abu Bakr Siddiq

Mua’dthin in the night

So you continue eat

During Ramadan Suhur’s but observe the words he speaks

Dedicated to Allah, may he sins be forgiven

Since his liberation enslavement to Allah his mission

After the Death the Prophet (S.A.W.) his desire was Jihad

Life, Death, Sacrifice all fisibilillah


Laid in a grave in Damascus

May Allah make it spacious and bless Bilal the Mua’adhin

Soul Controller

Who can hold a crowd greater than God?

No similitude or metaphor can equal Allah

Any expression of worth has its rest with The Best

While music sounds so alluring I put it to a test

Match it with the shortest Surah does it even compete?

Shattering man’s thought of what he knew as complete

When overwhelming understanding of an overwhelming Presence

Takes precedent make a standing person submit his whole essense

In sujood or prostration like a sailor when he meets sand

Delivered into safety from a force surrounding each land

Encircling us all is The Keeper of All Power

In His Hands is the Dominion

In His Knowledge is the Hour

The EverLiving,

Watching everything, The Oft- Forgiving

So Merciful that even believing is your decision

Not to be taken lightly every choice has a response

And in a world cat calling get whatever you want

It seems like a Catch-22

But I was told if you remember God then God’ll remember you

And if you strive hard, Rewards is in the plan

The devil whisper plenty, avoid him much as you can

And maybe at the time when you took all you can stand

God makes a way for His slaves once again

My man who can hold a crowd greater than God

On the Day of Judgement, on the Day to meet with Allah

On the Day that Hell is brought near bursting with rage

And Jannah is in the sight of Man and for that we pray

Just to enter into Heaven and avoid Hell’s heat

At the gates return Salaams to the Angels we meet.

Lifetimes upon lifetimes so many men passed

I pray that we enter Heaven where we’ll see God at last.






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