Muslim Belal, Castillo Nasheeds, Suli Breaks - Nation of Ignorance lyrics
[Muslim Belal, Castillo Nasheeds, Suli Breaks - Nation of Ignorance lyrics]
Are you a rich man?
What you mean rich, what ya mean?
Do you have a lot of possessions?
Lot of money in the bank?
Possession make you rich? I don't have that
Type of richness my richness is life
غريب في الحياة وفي المماتِ
(Ghareebun fil hayaati wa fil mamaati)
ومجهول الهوية والصفاتِ
(Wa Majhoolul hawiyyati was-sifaati)
كذا كانت حياتي دون معنى
(Kadhaa kaanat hayaati doona ma’naa)
يفسرها ككل الكائنات
(Yufassiruha kakulli l-ka-inaati)
You see, what a life, what a life
The first period of our life is ignorance
So, I guess we have an excuse to
Live day by day with no purpose
But surely with age comes intelligence
So, we should reach a stage where
We find reason for our existence
As youth, the world was a playground
We’re just tryna have fun as adults
The world turns to trade and pounds
We’re just tryna earn funds
Victims of our environment
Enemies of our government filled with
Hate and no hope
And those in the states they can't cope when
Those across the road have got loads
The only thing in common
Is the goals, happiness
Everyone just wants to be happy
Living this lifestyle of luxury
But does materials equal success?
Is she getting the
Peace from these new shoes and a dress
And does he really feel complete with
A new car and a Rolex?
Or are we searching for happiness
In the wrong places
Instead of looking at hearts
Were looking at faces
Victims of ignorance slaves of our desires
We wanna end this world with a smile on our
Face but don't live the life that's required
Are we people of different standards
Classes or
Nations? or are we humble, equal people
Children of Adam?
Do you shake the owner of the
Restaurants hand with the same hand
You shake the hand of the
Man that's attending the toilets?
Or do you look down on those
Below you because they got less?
We’re hopeless if we don't start
Thinking outside the box
And the one who created this
World really deserves a lot
You see we praise the mind
That invented the aeroplane
But we forget about the mind
That invented the mind
And in time we shall know the truth
And we praise the people
That stood for something
That fought for freedom we love those people
Well if we love those people
Why do we still live like animals?
Working all week so we can
Party on the weekend
Working all winter so we can party all summer
The cycle goes round and round and round but
The clocks ticking down and down and down
One can only go round the
Same roundabout for so long
There comes a stage where you have to choose
Your exit and find your way home
You see we’re attracted to
The wrong things and
We cry about the trouble it brings
The more people you make happy
The happier you will be
If that's the case why do
We only care about we?
غريب في الحياة وفي المماتِ
(Ghareebun fil hayaati wa fil mamaati)
ومجهول الهوية والصفاتِ
(Wa Majhoolul hawiyyati was-sifaati)
كذا كانت حياتي دون معنى
(Kadhaa kaanat hayaati doona ma’naa)
يفسرها ككل الكائنات
(Yufassiruha kakulli l-ka-inaati)
And before I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I pray someone or something
Would have been changed
By the words I’ve uttered with this breath
Your only goal should be to leave
This earth as your worst critic
Because on this journey called life
There is no return ticket
What more can we expect except
To leave a legacy in a world full of blood
Spilling and gun killing
I just wanna leave one feeling
Children of the Most High so
Why can't we be heavenly?
Shouldn't it be hereditary?
Shouldn't we become more than
A dash between two
Dates on a gravestone in a cemetery
Great men were never meant to live forever
But may the ideas they embody never wither
Before you fear death
Fear living with regrets
Fear trading life for a cheque
Because after all that time you
Spent there is nothing left
I once saw a man trade his
Soul for a mountain of gold
I wonder if he now knows that he undersold
And as we get older we use our age as
An excuse to change what our stance is
Putting so-called priorities over advances
But experience shows you should only
Get wiser with time so, who are you to claim
Your age is a disadvantage?
If you don't water your family
Tree how do you
Expect it to bear fruit on it's branches
We are responsible together the same way
One hand washes the other
I don't believe in nationality
I believe in humanity
We ain't machines in a factory
Appease for a salary
On my knees in a sanctuary
Praying we cease the reality
Words are powerful before you reach for
Your weapon seek for repentance
I used to believe that the
Signs of life, were Nike
Reebok or anything with three stripes
Damn, how ignorant am I?
And I ain't stressing
I ain't stressing because a wise man told
Me that patience is a blessing!
غريب في الحياة وفي المماتِ
(Ghareebun fil hayaati wa fil mamaati)
ومجهول الهوية والصفاتِ
(Wa Majhoolul hawiyyati was-sifaati)
كذا كانت حياتي دون معنى
(Kadhaa kaanat hayaati doona ma’naa)
يفسرها ككل الكائنات
(Yufassiruha kakulli l-ka-inaati)
What you mean rich, what ya mean?
Do you have a lot of possessions?
Lot of money in the bank?
Possession make you rich? I don't have that
Type of richness my richness is life
غريب في الحياة وفي المماتِ
(Ghareebun fil hayaati wa fil mamaati)
ومجهول الهوية والصفاتِ
(Wa Majhoolul hawiyyati was-sifaati)
كذا كانت حياتي دون معنى
(Kadhaa kaanat hayaati doona ma’naa)
يفسرها ككل الكائنات
(Yufassiruha kakulli l-ka-inaati)
You see, what a life, what a life
The first period of our life is ignorance
So, I guess we have an excuse to
Live day by day with no purpose
But surely with age comes intelligence
So, we should reach a stage where
We find reason for our existence
As youth, the world was a playground
We’re just tryna have fun as adults
The world turns to trade and pounds
We’re just tryna earn funds
Victims of our environment
Enemies of our government filled with
Hate and no hope
And those in the states they can't cope when
Those across the road have got loads
The only thing in common
Is the goals, happiness
Everyone just wants to be happy
Living this lifestyle of luxury
But does materials equal success?
Is she getting the
Peace from these new shoes and a dress
And does he really feel complete with
A new car and a Rolex?
Or are we searching for happiness
In the wrong places
Instead of looking at hearts
Were looking at faces
Victims of ignorance slaves of our desires
We wanna end this world with a smile on our
Face but don't live the life that's required
Are we people of different standards
Classes or
Nations? or are we humble, equal people
Children of Adam?
Do you shake the owner of the
Restaurants hand with the same hand
You shake the hand of the
Man that's attending the toilets?
Or do you look down on those
Below you because they got less?
We’re hopeless if we don't start
Thinking outside the box
And the one who created this
World really deserves a lot
You see we praise the mind
That invented the aeroplane
But we forget about the mind
That invented the mind
And in time we shall know the truth
And we praise the people
That stood for something
That fought for freedom we love those people
Well if we love those people
Why do we still live like animals?
Working all week so we can
Party on the weekend
Working all winter so we can party all summer
The cycle goes round and round and round but
The clocks ticking down and down and down
One can only go round the
Same roundabout for so long
There comes a stage where you have to choose
Your exit and find your way home
You see we’re attracted to
The wrong things and
We cry about the trouble it brings
The more people you make happy
The happier you will be
If that's the case why do
We only care about we?
غريب في الحياة وفي المماتِ
(Ghareebun fil hayaati wa fil mamaati)
ومجهول الهوية والصفاتِ
(Wa Majhoolul hawiyyati was-sifaati)
كذا كانت حياتي دون معنى
(Kadhaa kaanat hayaati doona ma’naa)
يفسرها ككل الكائنات
(Yufassiruha kakulli l-ka-inaati)
And before I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I pray someone or something
Would have been changed
By the words I’ve uttered with this breath
Your only goal should be to leave
This earth as your worst critic
Because on this journey called life
There is no return ticket
What more can we expect except
To leave a legacy in a world full of blood
Spilling and gun killing
I just wanna leave one feeling
Children of the Most High so
Why can't we be heavenly?
Shouldn't it be hereditary?
Shouldn't we become more than
A dash between two
Dates on a gravestone in a cemetery
Great men were never meant to live forever
But may the ideas they embody never wither
Before you fear death
Fear living with regrets
Fear trading life for a cheque
Because after all that time you
Spent there is nothing left
I once saw a man trade his
Soul for a mountain of gold
I wonder if he now knows that he undersold
And as we get older we use our age as
An excuse to change what our stance is
Putting so-called priorities over advances
But experience shows you should only
Get wiser with time so, who are you to claim
Your age is a disadvantage?
If you don't water your family
Tree how do you
Expect it to bear fruit on it's branches
We are responsible together the same way
One hand washes the other
I don't believe in nationality
I believe in humanity
We ain't machines in a factory
Appease for a salary
On my knees in a sanctuary
Praying we cease the reality
Words are powerful before you reach for
Your weapon seek for repentance
I used to believe that the
Signs of life, were Nike
Reebok or anything with three stripes
Damn, how ignorant am I?
And I ain't stressing
I ain't stressing because a wise man told
Me that patience is a blessing!
غريب في الحياة وفي المماتِ
(Ghareebun fil hayaati wa fil mamaati)
ومجهول الهوية والصفاتِ
(Wa Majhoolul hawiyyati was-sifaati)
كذا كانت حياتي دون معنى
(Kadhaa kaanat hayaati doona ma’naa)
يفسرها ككل الكائنات
(Yufassiruha kakulli l-ka-inaati)