History in the making,
Arabs tryna make it,
Snare and kick,
mic inhance my statement,
Taking it back to basics,
None of yakll thoughts we could be sick.
History in the making,
Sheikhs in the basement,
Machines and hella pens, goodness sakes kids,
Asalam-u-alaikum.
yall think I got that oil money,
cayman island offshore money,
you and the news are so dummies,
misconcerned, ignorant,
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only type of bomb youll ever find me with.
yall fear us like you did 50’s to communits.
propogated, politics, just talking shit.
Suits and tied, formal gossip,
president how many skulls are in your closet?
How many households do you really think you saved?
When you sent those drones out ordered to ingage,
think a missile at a home, is just a game?
Tell me why bush, still isn’t in a cage.
Tell me why it’s not okay for me to be inraged,
cause half my people are getting paid, living plush?
not enough,
palestines alive diamond in the rough.
HOOK
Yes I prophet for prophet,
yes my name is mohammed,
never nod when it’s nonsense,
Yes I do this with conscious,
This is more than a concept,
This is more than a hot hit,
SamareI produced the instruments for me to spark with,
Like US to Israel, ask for more when provided,
Then make claims for peace, acting like they are Gandhi,
I got my people behind me, guaranteed you can’t stoppem,
I write, The reason I went to college,
I’ma rebel benevolent, askin questions like letterman,
from the land of soft sedement, comes a rock you can’t levy with,
go to war on a hit and miss, so wrong like you hit the miss,
speak soft with a big stick, make up for your small (beep),
I remember rolling deep ina jeep with the Columbian Frankie,
with my boohiz with me, through the country that made me,
Wild (son) kaifan, told you I’m so Kuwaiti,
And I put on for my people despite all of those that hate you,
You aint me.
HOOK