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 of the sun, I keep shinin' My inner would turn my baby's tear drop to small diamonds That be twinklin' while my love be We stay young while your old wicked faces be
Allah's the most gracious, He made the universe the most Seen and heard in all places but still appear all races, all caste and all cases In spec of life He's the substance 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 ask more of you The faithful companion that every war with you
Before the mortal view of the prehistorical, the all and all, you searchin' for the oracle A mission impossible, purely But you call Him on your death bed when you in the hospital
And as you play all day like the grasshopper who work and Like armies of ants carryin' stones of Building a for themselves and storin' food At night we praise Allah and the moon
In sync like the flow of the Nile, the of a child Only God, we greet a ghost with a smile which is spirit is spirit, which is flesh is flesh Meanin' life has no partnership with
Yo, I've been highly by those who met us They had ears of corn and of lettuce dead, essentially lead by the false teachings And pledge their allegiance
To that which was against them and exempt them the truth Then juiced them and pimped to give an entice So the church could rise while their home hungry Covered with flies, tryin' to harness the
Allah's the Father from without and On return, who will announce Him? Every tree is numbered but who can them? The name of all on this world, who can pronounce them? Allah is the of all, why do you doubt Him?
The is the general, the eyes are the scouts The are the arrows, the body is the bow All movements have to be The wrist must be and the fingers powerful Fast high kicks, a good firm Avoid the enemy's points