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You leave things to speculation

Tryna run away from a non Islamic population

You remember the battles

Smaller the numbers

The bigger the domination

You think the angels hiding

I really see um riding

Let's make the Urbans

Start wearing turbans

I ain't

I ain't running

I ain't running away

Send the blizzards today

Worried about reverts

Let um revert

Let um revert to jays

Let um listen to ye

Let um

Let um

I ain't

I ain't running

I ain't running away

I ain't running away

I ain't

I ain't running

I ain't

I ain't running

I ain't running way

We don't look at the grave

Like gimme your place

Please gimme some space

I need to pray

I need to pray

I need to…

Why is there distance

You came here for a mission

You wanna go back

Back to a place that made you run

Back to a place that taught you Stunts

Who has no freedom?

Look around

Aint you breathing

Without a gun to your head

Without them taken away what You earned

You ain't left eatting bread

You have feasts

Feasts In the month of Ramadan

Sigh of relief after 30

For them it ain't

For them it ain't

For them it ain't over!

For them it ain't over!!

Leave the garage with a Range Rover

Spent all your money think the Games over

Send a text like come stay over

You walk with freedom

Yet you say my deens over

Think of the east

Runnin from tyrants

Like this not my end

Look at my car

This my benz

But you still cryin

I struggle to wear hijab

I struggle to pray namaz

I struggle

That's what y'all buying?

That's what y'all buying from Yourself?

How is this the way we allow our Selves to be dying

For real

We aren't just in our Islamic Primes

We are committing crimes

I struggle

I ain't a scholar

I ain't an alim

I am a muslim

All I do is write rhymes

All I do is find time

All I do is 5 times

5 times

5 times

5 times

All I do is

Walk with signs

You say you not

You say you not blind

But is the grave in our mind

What excuse you got this time

Think you got all this freedom

And you're gonna get away with a Grim fine

Like rn it's cold

It's a Gucci mink time

It's a take America

And get it lynch time

Why don't you leave

Watch how you miss this breeze

Watch how you mix with thieves

I rather mix with Steve's

Then with Abdul kareems

That's controlled by false hoods And tyrannies