Muslim Belal - Therapy lyrics

Yo, therapy

All of that pain I once endured
All of that pain I once endured
From a life before, from a life before
Should've had me broken
Really should have us broken
Beaten down, beaten down
Takes a real man to turn it around, you see
It takes a real man to turn it around
From those struggles, we cry
From all those struggles we cried
But now made a life, but now made a life

All of that pain I once endured
We turnеd our into a message
From a life bеfore, the place we come from
Should've had me broken
Never effect where we'd end up beaten down
Takes a real man to turn it around, real men
From those struggles, we cry, therapy
But now made a life, but now made a life

Yo, let's start the year with a bang
The last decade went well
Let's continue the plan, yeah
I was rolling with the
Robbers and the shotters
Now I'm rolling with the
Scholars and the students
This ain't nasheed, this is Champions League
Greatness only, I'm on the winning team
I stopped my education at my GCSE
I started this dedication at the age of 19
Could've picked up a gun
When I hit the streets
Instead I picked up a book
And I started to read
While they're busy on the internet
Laughing at memes
Posting quotes they don't live by
Dunya dreams during the week they act deep
But, if you see them on the weekend
Lost, can't swim, drowning in the deep end
I'm doing real life preparation to die
We lived enough already
Now we're aiming for the sky
Allah, I need You now even more
Than I needed You then i'm an adult now
That means I got less friends
And I'm more alone
I'm feeling closer to the end
Closer to the grave
But I'm thankful for this way
For this new life
You find more power in a dua than a knife
More justice in a prayer than a fight
More peace in your days and nights
Walking the Straight Line
Rather than the girl
You're just looking for a wife
This is real man business
To survive these real times have faith
Some of the best men came
From the worst crime
Watching the world pass, look how time flies
We grew up with nothing
We were still the cool guys
On the estate wall, making future plans
We was young and ambitious
With the world in our hands
We was living with no fear
Living with no care
Confident introverts, big presence everywhere
This is South London, we was SMS
We had to step it up
We was faced with a test
We wasn't the best of men but
We had some clean hearts
We had brotherhood coming from
The worst parts
If it all ends today, what can I say
When that time came
We stood up in the mosque and we prayed
And when that month came
We fasted on those long summer days
We played our best hand from a bad car came
Real talk, I'm proud of this journey so far
But, I know I can do better
So it's time to go hard
No more Muslim Belal like it's
Just a stage name
No more photographs like it's all about fame
This is real life
And this is real submission
I came a long way
Now time to use this position
Yeah, keep going therapy, ready or not
Death's gonna come for me
Somebody's son, pointing their gun at me?
Literally, or is it going to
Take me in my sleep?
Visit me, any day this week
Unexpectedly, catch me without a warning
I started my day off with
A prayer this morning
Then I stepped out clean
This life looks glorious
But the pain's unseen
I've been notorious since 1993 in the ghetto
The problem is they don't know when
It's time to let go i told them
Anything that costs you your
Deen is to expensive
Carrying real trauma from the
Streets and the trenches
Found my escape reading these books
In a peaceful place
You ever tasted the sweetness of faith?
Could've went back and built a drug line
Went forward
Built an orphanage for the orphans
It's game time, I call this Round Three
The first round was the streets
The second round was the deen
Young, judgemental and extreme
People are hardly the same as they seem
Last week, should've seen what I seen
Young treasure
Got influenced by an influencer
Started TikToking and prayer stopping
Low dropping
Searching for happiness in the wrong places
Causes a rise in the depression cases
They were faced with holes in her heart
At a younger age
Full of regret, wanted to turn the page
Had to experience the trash before
You crave the change
The life we rejected yesterday
The only life today that we wanna chase
Faith, sweeter than a mocktail
On a summer day i can see it in their face
That they want a taste
Replace the pain with the pleasure
Of pleasing Allah
Faith, the biggest treasure alhamdulillah

All of that pain I once endured
From a life before
All that pain we once endured
From a life before should've had me broken
Really should have us broken
Beaten down, beaten down
Takes a real man to turn it around
Real man turn it around
From those struggles, we cry
We turn that pain to a pleasure
But now made a life
Turn our mess into a message

All of that pain I once endured
Everything we cried about before, now we make
From a life before, a life out of, crazy
Trauma should've had me broken, beaten down
Takes a real man to turn it around, they say
If you never heal from what hurt you
From those struggles, we cry
Then you'll bleed on the people
That did not cut you but now made a life
Let that trauma fly away like a bird
Flying from a cage