The heart is the general, the are the scouts The fists are the arrows, the is the bow All movements to be manual
I'm the 7 in the of the sun, I keep shinin' My inner light would turn my tear drop to small diamonds That be twinklin' while my love be We stay young while old wicked faces be wrinklin'
Allah's the most gracious, He the universe the most spacious Seen and heard in all places but still appear 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 road of Who gives you all and ask more 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 impossible, purely philosophical But you call Him on your death bed you layin' in the hospital
And as you play all day like the who work and toil Like armies of ants carryin' stones of a home for themselves and storin' food At night we praise Allah and adore the
In sync like the flow of the Nile, the of a child Only fearin' God, we greet a ghost with a That which is is spirit, which is flesh is flesh Meanin' has no partnership with death
Yo, I've highly misunderstood by those who met us They had ears of and heads of lettuce dead, essentially lead by the false teachings And eventually pledge allegiance
To that which was against them and them from the truth juiced them and pimped them to give an entice So the church could rise their babies home hungry with flies, tryin' to harness the wind
Allah's the from without and within On Christ return, who announce Him? Every is numbered but who can count them? The of all things 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 fists are the arrows, the is the bow All movements to be manual The wrist must be strong and the fingers Fast high kicks, a firm stance Avoid the strong points