Abu Nurah - My Jihad lyrics

What's the frontin for son? Sooner or later, this life is gonna be gone! Bump your block in your area code Haven't you heard? These I'm operating in guerrilla mode Switched off CNN, crushed the remote in my hand Picked up the Quran to read about the martyrs and What's my path? Time to choose it Life is use it or loose it Sunday nights when the blues hit, pictured a rose with it So I picked up the pad and scribbled some pro's My mind froze, but my hand quivered Got an idea to make a quick buck, didn't bother to jot it I'm still broke so I must've forgot it A night of powerful phenomenon during the last days of Ramadan First to believe, I pray that I'm the last to run Absent these days is bravery without a gun And two daughters without a son, God gave us another one I'm sick of nonsense hypocritical rules who sit and do nothing About the harm that they do us I live in the U.S But everyday I think of leaving this nation The ummah was founded when the order came my migration [Hook] My jihad is up to me, strugglin' with the lies caused me to be free My jihad is up to me, going to war with the pen, so you can bring your army Coming with the lyrical ammunition from a position Deep underground to avoid the enemy rounds Stay symmetrical Blood pounds inside the __________ Keepin' it steady with the trigger finger, I'm ready Manifest destiny, historically got the best of me Clamped the umbilical I only grew to by cynical Colonialism distorted the mechanism Divide and conquer methodology Is evil psychology Dropping bombs with impunity, wind security Fairytales for citizens who suffer from innocence Keepin' it sceptical inside my scholar's arsenal So I lay waste every avasary I burry materialism, your idol Mentally suicidal Rebel militia Mujahideen on a mission [Hook] My jihad is up to me, strugglin' with the lies caused me to be free My jihad is up to me, goin' to war with the pen, so you can bring your army Drop it colossal Some stay abstract like Pica**o Never debate the ignorant because it's not worth the ha**le Just give ‘em the message say peace and then I'm out Content was on point, so I never needed to shout Struggling on many fronts In as many ways Took it underground, no doubt Sometimes I miss the sun's rays Where are you those who open your wallets to pay us? Next thing ya know, them pagan a**es collaborators The key is to stay independent Give our lives to defend it A mystery to the weak, only the strong comprehend us Strapped with the truth, so I didn't wear the explosives Lyrics are into sorts So don't confuse ‘em with roses I wasn't born in the deen, I'm one of the ones who chose it Spit it in small amounts just to prevent overdoses [Hook] My jihad is up to me, strugglin' with the lies caused me to be free My jihad is up to me, goin' to war with the pen, so you can bring your army [Hook] My jihad is up to me, strugglin' with the lies caused me to be free My jihad is up to me, goin' to war with the pen, so you can bring your army