Muslim Belal, Masikah, Abdullah Rolle - From the Streets to Islam lyrics
[Muslim Belal, Masikah, Abdullah Rolle - From the Streets to Islam lyrics]
I'm a Muslim
I came from the streets to Islam the ghetto
Now when you see your brother give a palm
Embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam
Salaamu 3laykum
Certain tings I did on road
I hope I never have to look back
The cooked crack, the so-so from a good rat
The life controlled in my hand as a hood rat
My long shank on my waist yeah I would slash
My first strap had my adversary shook back
My first whip, big rims when I push that
My first time locked in pen
It would never end
It would release me aroam? freshing up my?
Then I'd end up back again
What's the point fam?
Peace in my life, hitting? with a few grabs?
Peace in my life, moving fool to policeman?
Peace in my life
Pulling pulls on street plan?
Back of the meat van, shanking was deep fam
And the roads are in the
Prison how can he stand
I found Islam like an
African digging for diamonds
?, took shahadah while I'm riding
Ashhadu an la ilaha illAllah, I'm finding
Back to my cell
Contemplating where my life's been
Wow, that's deep brother
Come on, maa shaa Allaah see, my brother
That's good to here that religion
Came to you while you was up in there
See I was in South getting everybody scared
Cuz they see us coming out with
The thobes and the beards
First they were saying it was weird
Then they're calling it a fashion
Who really cares
I'm on this ting with a passion
With my brothers that fear
The pathway to heaven
Yeah we're tryna get there
See I shed a couple tears
When I stand in salah
Who cares about the road life
I care about Allah my relation with Him
Take a look at where we been
Original ghetto child raised up in sin
But, I flipped it around and
You're looking like my twin
Feesabeelillah I'm a reflection of him
And if you're a brother too
I'm a reflection of you
So in shaa Allaah we can make it through
When I break this news
Mummy went through the roof
But, I gave a bit of dawah
Now she's on this too
Say maa shaa Allah, Dawah starts at the root
Then I'm back to the street
To convert the whole crew to the truth
I'm a Muslim
I came from the streets to Islam the ghetto
Now when you see your brother give a palm
Embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam
Salaamu 3laykum
Muslim Belal
Now I'm out here looking for halal
From what I eat, to my hustle
And I'm done with the gyal
If she wants to be with me
Then she must dress halal
We can go to the sheikh and make that halal
I'm not what I was before
I changed what I was about
A Muslim out here, blud that's what I am now
Don't rate me for the tings I did then
That was foul i've had enough of the drugs
And the pow pow pow
I'm sick of the weed and liquor
I'm stamping it out now
?, I'm changing my lifestyle
To tell the truth,? akh I don't need that
? my prayer mat and let my deeds stack
Islam changed my life man
Everyone could see that
But, I like rats chasing cheese
I had to leave that
When Allah takes my life
What have I achieved akh?
My brothers running the road
Dreaming a meat stack
But when their time comes
Allah will give them the feedback
Fall on my knees flat, Allahu Akbar
Give me the deen
You can take the money and flash cars
I'm one of the brothers from the
Streets in the path of Islam
I'm a Muslim
I came from the streets to Islam the ghetto
Now when you see your brother give a palm
Embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam
Salaamu 3laykum
I came from the streets to Islam the ghetto
Now when you see your brother give a palm
Embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam
Salaamu 3laykum
Certain tings I did on road
I hope I never have to look back
The cooked crack, the so-so from a good rat
The life controlled in my hand as a hood rat
My long shank on my waist yeah I would slash
My first strap had my adversary shook back
My first whip, big rims when I push that
My first time locked in pen
It would never end
It would release me aroam? freshing up my?
Then I'd end up back again
What's the point fam?
Peace in my life, hitting? with a few grabs?
Peace in my life, moving fool to policeman?
Peace in my life
Pulling pulls on street plan?
Back of the meat van, shanking was deep fam
And the roads are in the
Prison how can he stand
I found Islam like an
African digging for diamonds
?, took shahadah while I'm riding
Ashhadu an la ilaha illAllah, I'm finding
Back to my cell
Contemplating where my life's been
Wow, that's deep brother
Come on, maa shaa Allaah see, my brother
That's good to here that religion
Came to you while you was up in there
See I was in South getting everybody scared
Cuz they see us coming out with
The thobes and the beards
First they were saying it was weird
Then they're calling it a fashion
Who really cares
I'm on this ting with a passion
With my brothers that fear
The pathway to heaven
Yeah we're tryna get there
See I shed a couple tears
When I stand in salah
Who cares about the road life
I care about Allah my relation with Him
Take a look at where we been
Original ghetto child raised up in sin
But, I flipped it around and
You're looking like my twin
Feesabeelillah I'm a reflection of him
And if you're a brother too
I'm a reflection of you
So in shaa Allaah we can make it through
When I break this news
Mummy went through the roof
But, I gave a bit of dawah
Now she's on this too
Say maa shaa Allah, Dawah starts at the root
Then I'm back to the street
To convert the whole crew to the truth
I'm a Muslim
I came from the streets to Islam the ghetto
Now when you see your brother give a palm
Embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam
Salaamu 3laykum
Muslim Belal
Now I'm out here looking for halal
From what I eat, to my hustle
And I'm done with the gyal
If she wants to be with me
Then she must dress halal
We can go to the sheikh and make that halal
I'm not what I was before
I changed what I was about
A Muslim out here, blud that's what I am now
Don't rate me for the tings I did then
That was foul i've had enough of the drugs
And the pow pow pow
I'm sick of the weed and liquor
I'm stamping it out now
?, I'm changing my lifestyle
To tell the truth,? akh I don't need that
? my prayer mat and let my deeds stack
Islam changed my life man
Everyone could see that
But, I like rats chasing cheese
I had to leave that
When Allah takes my life
What have I achieved akh?
My brothers running the road
Dreaming a meat stack
But when their time comes
Allah will give them the feedback
Fall on my knees flat, Allahu Akbar
Give me the deen
You can take the money and flash cars
I'm one of the brothers from the
Streets in the path of Islam
I'm a Muslim
I came from the streets to Islam the ghetto
Now when you see your brother give a palm
Embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam
Salaamu 3laykum