Boonaa Mohammed - Prophet Amongst Us lyrics

If you're not careful
The media will have you hating
The people who are oppressed
And loving the people who
Are doing the oppressing
The fact that Islam gets so much press today
Is like a curse and a blessing
A blessing because nobody can say on the day
Of Judgment that they didn't
Hear this message
And a curse because we were the ones who were
Supposеd to be delivering it to thе masses
And here we are
Trying to sell God to a world that is godless
Content with chasing the pursuit of
Happiness and arms instead
Burying little baby girls in these
Shallow graves of Instagram fame
Selling breasts and thighs like KFC
We have lost all shame
Today you cannot even call immorality by name


The idols of yesterday have been replaced
By the American idols of today
And we can comfortably say that tribalism
And racism are here to stay
A black man is still considered
Less than a white man
On any given day in every single way
We have lost our way
Gone astray with so many freedoms yet
We are locked in a cage
For this dunya has no friends
Only one night stands
And we keep getting screwed
Chasing mirages in the sand
And there is no way out
No control alt delete
No disconnecting from this matrix
It is stuck on repeat and repeat
And repeat and repeat and repeat
No more books of guidance
No more messengers to meet
No more wahy from the skies
Our connection is so weak
And we've been given everything that
We need to be convinced
But, it's so hard to fight ignorance
When Abu Jahl still exists
'Cause, I'm tired of feeling different
Tired of apologizing for what I didn't do
Tired of trying to explain
The truth to buffoons
Who just wanna tie me in a noose
I'm tired of feeling tired knowing that I
Could be doing so much more
But, I'm a coward and a sinner
And I don't even know if I deserve
To even really have my last name
Trying to uphold the principles of a
Man whom the angels praised
And sometimes I wonder if my
Prophet were alive today
Would this world we see today still
Be the exact same way
Sallallahu alayhi wasallam
May Allah send him blessings in peace
Because if our Prophet had a passport
I wonder what would be his nationality
Would he be a Saudi
Would they call him a Wahhabi
Would he enjoy the luxuries of
All these royal families
The man who used to sleep on
A bed of palm leaves
Would he live inside a mansion
With servants at his feet
And I wonder what would be
His stance on foreign policy
Could he eat knowing how many
Children die from poverty
And invading armies dropping
Bombs discriminately
Harming innocent moms killing for fun
The man who taught us that this ummah was one
Would he educate and eradicate
Ignorance with his tongue
Or pick up a gun to anyone who
Said that God was not one
Sallallahu alayhi wasallam
But tell me how could this be
The man who was sent as rahmat al lil alamin
And he couldn't even read not alif lam or mim
Yet he would change the hearts of a
Generation and everyone that would proceed
Taught us that every life was sacred
And to have respect for humanity
Because we were all created from
A single clot and seed
And I could see him at the UN
Addressing all the other nations
Warning them of global warming
And religious innovations
CNN would ask for an interview
His words would be short and sweet
But they would still find ways to
Misinterpret and demonize him on tv
'Oh he must be crazy or suffering
From some kind of insanity
To think the rich shouldn't oppress the poor
Or take advantage of the weak
And what do you mean when you say that
All men are the same except in piety
This is blasphemy
We've been living this way
For so many centuries'
They would charge Abu Bakr as an accomplice
Uthman would be entrapped
Put Umar in solitary confinement
And give Ali accessory-after-the-fact
Khalid bin Walid would be labeled
A menace to society
And Bilal's face would be on the front
Of every Black Lives Matter tee
I pray for humanity because we
Are prey for humanity
In the past they killed prophets
Took Yahya's head off with a sword
Now they kill for profit's
Justifying their unholy wars
Spreading blood like gospel
Now more than ever before
It feels like we need a
Prophet to guide us through
The eye of this storm but if we did
I would request on Facebook to be his friend
Or send him a dm on Instagram just
To say 'hey I'm a big fan'
You may not know me but
I've read all about you
And you really helped me change my life
And I don't know how to thank you
And even though I never met you
I still believe in you i'm a follower of you
And I follow you on Twitter too
And when I grow up
I want to be just like you
Muhammad, sallallahu alayhi wasallam
May Allah reunite us all with you, amin
Thank you very much