The heart is the general, the eyes are the The fists are the arrows, the is the bow All movements to be manual
I'm the 7 in the center of the sun, I keep My inner light would turn my baby's tear drop to diamonds That be twinklin' my love be sprinklin' We stay young while old wicked faces be wrinklin'
Allah's the most gracious, He made the the most spacious Seen and heard in all places but appear faceless Embraces all races, all caste and all In every spec of life the substance of all traces
The to all questions, the spark of all suggestions Of righteousness, the pathway to the of perfection Who you all and never ask more of you The faithful that fights every war with you
Before the mortal of the prehistorical, historical He's the all and all, you searchin' for the A impossible, purely philosophical But you call Him on your bed when you layin' in the hospital
And as you all day like the grasshopper who work and toil Like of ants carryin' stones of soil Building a for themselves and storin' food At night we praise and adore the moon
In sync the flow of the Nile, the growth of a child Only God, we greet a ghost with a smile That which is spirit is spirit, is flesh is flesh Meanin' life has no partnership death
Yo, I've highly misunderstood by those who met us They had ears of corn and of lettuce Mentally dead, essentially lead by the teachings And eventually pledge their
To that which was against them and exempt them from the Then juiced and pimped them to give an entice So the could rise while their babies home hungry Covered with flies, tryin' to harness the
Allah's the Father without and within On Christ return, who announce Him? Every tree is numbered but who can count The name of all things on this world, who can them? Allah is the Father of all, why do you Him?
The is the general, the eyes are the scouts The fists are the arrows, the is the bow All movements have to be The wrist must be and the fingers powerful Fast high kicks, a good stance Avoid the enemy's points