The heart is the general, the are the scouts The are the arrows, the body is the bow All movements to be manual
I'm the 7 in the center of the sun, I keep My inner light would my baby's tear drop to small diamonds That be twinklin' while my be sprinklin' We stay while your old wicked faces be wrinklin'
Allah's the most gracious, He made the universe the most Seen and in all places but still appear faceless all races, all caste and all cases In every spec of life He's the of all traces
The answer to all questions, the spark of all Of righteousness, the to the road of perfection Who gives you all and never ask of you The faithful companion fights every war with you
Before the view of the prehistorical, historical He's the all and all, you searchin' for the A mission impossible, philosophical But you call Him on death bed when you layin' in the hospital
And as you play all day like the grasshopper who work and Like armies of ants stones of soil Building a home for themselves and food At we praise Allah and adore the moon
In like the flow of the Nile, the growth of a child Only fearin' God, we greet a with a smile That which is spirit is spirit, which is flesh is life has no partnership with death
Yo, I've been highly misunderstood by who met us They had ears of and heads of lettuce Mentally dead, essentially lead by the false And eventually their allegiance
To that which was against and exempt them from the truth Then them and pimped them to give an entice So the church could rise their babies home hungry Covered with flies, to harness the wind
Allah's the Father from without and On return, who will announce Him? tree is numbered but who can count them? The name of all things on this world, who can them? Allah is the Father of all, why do you Him?
The heart is the general, the eyes are the The fists are the arrows, the is the bow All have to be manual The must be strong and the fingers powerful Fast high kicks, a good firm Avoid the strong points