The heart is the general, the eyes are the The fists are the arrows, the is the bow All movements have to be
I'm the 7 in the center of the sun, I shinin' My inner light would turn my baby's tear to small diamonds be twinklin' while my love be sprinklin' We stay young while your old wicked be wrinklin'
Allah's the most gracious, He made the the most spacious and heard in all places but still appear faceless Embraces all races, all and all cases In every spec of life He's the substance of all
The to all questions, the spark of all suggestions Of righteousness, the pathway to the of perfection Who gives you all and never ask of you The companion that fights every war with you
Before the mortal of the prehistorical, historical the all and all, you searchin' for the oracle A mission impossible, philosophical But you Him on your death bed when you layin' in the hospital
And as you play all day the grasshopper who work and toil Like armies of ants carryin' of soil Building a home for themselves and storin' At night we praise Allah and adore the
In sync the flow of the Nile, the growth of a child fearin' God, we greet a ghost with a smile That which is spirit is spirit, which is is flesh 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 by the false teachings And pledge their allegiance
To that which was against and exempt them from 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 from without and within On return, who will announce Him? Every tree is but who can count them? The name of all things on this world, who can them? Allah is the of all, why do you doubt Him?
The heart is the general, the are the scouts The fists are the arrows, the is the bow All movements to be manual The wrist must be strong and the powerful Fast kicks, a good firm stance Avoid the enemy's strong