Submitted by : 24k_road on Strugle

Brotha we gota stick togatha
Wispers of the devil
On awhole new levil
So many people fallen ina path of evil
Devil Leathle an cunnin
Have you sin start runnin
An you don't know u don't know
You don't know whuts waitin in the grave for a sinful slave
How can u crave lust do drugs an act like thugs bro you lose all trust
But Whut do expect under the dust?
Barza7 burnin under the crust
Shout an cust you parents out
Rout to he'll is ouf boy u got it ruff
Grav is gonna be tough
Hell is waitin if that's not enough
You better open your eyes
Or get punished in this life an next don't be suprised
No one here's the dead cries
Screamin in agony as his skin fries
Stop the lies become wise
Rise but if u want dis life for whuts it's for
Allah said he'll give it to you an more
But in the end u walken throe hells door
So before you act proud in frount of the poor
Take the Quran out the drawer
An see whuts the punishment therefor
You need to explore the text
See the reality of this life an next
Blessed to be alive in this cold world
So much madness an killing as evil winds hurled
The groundshakes earthquakes takeing people to the underworld
sunami leaving dead bodys
brotha's stairn at booties watching women walkin in bakinis whutever the sins were they sufferd the clamaties
Katrina took new Orleans an over seas
my brotha's rise in caulties
car bombs jet bombs brutalities
invading armies tryin to inforce there democrasies
countries gather around us like cayotes
so they rob us an take away are dignitis
but it's all in the prophets prophacies
Salah Allah alaya wasalem as he rest in peace I'm dowen on my knees
beggin Allah to save my brotha's from there misires battles in realtyies is nothin like the movies mutalited bodys of babyies an ladyies whole families
oh belive it's true sometimes communitis just ask the iraqie
Chechins palastanies afaghnistini an Pakistanis somalees an sudanies labaneis an yemenies
All over the world even phalapeans
if we all go dowen on our knees
Not to the enemies
But the creator of the galexies
I think the world will ceas wars
An finaly sees peace
But how can it happen when your clubin smokin an thugin in the streets
Mostly my brothers from the middle east bro you need to know were to unleash the beast
An when you know let it be realeased
Before your deceased whenever or wherever brother you gota be cleaver
an brother keep it in yo mind
We gota stick togather
Cuz wispers of the devel on a whole new level