Sura fatiha;islamic prayer*
Translation:
Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim
English:
In the name of Allah, the Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful
Translation:
'Al-Hamdu lillahi Rabbil-'Aalamin
English:
Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds
Translation:
'Ar-Rahmaanir-Rahiim
English:
The Beneficent, the Merciful
Translation:
Maaliki Yawmid-Diin;
English:
Owner of the Day of Judgement
Translation:
'Iyyaaka na'-budu wa 'iyyaaka nasta-'iin
English:
Thee (alone) we worship; Thee (alone) we ask for help
Translation:
'Ihdinas-Siraatal-Mustaqiim-
English: Show us the straight path
Translation:
Siraatal-laziina 'an-'amta 'alay him-
English:
The path of those whom Thou hast favoured;
Translation:
Gayril-magzuubi 'alay him wa laz-zaaalliin
English:
Not (the path) of those who earn Thine anger nor of those who go astray
Eh yo limb vak twisted broken mutilated carca**
Living in a harness
Guards all watch us towers with the tonnes of firearms and they hoist us
Shoot to k**s marksmen,keep
Food make you nausious
Yall gat your floors but they sleep us in sh** just to keep us exhausted
Mixed in with monsters
Divided and conquered
Where the hard hearted and lawless are highly regarded
Chance to touch knowledge
Transform the torture
These bars are between you and your roots and your culture
Eat, sleep, sh**, sweat hardiship
A godless society's garbage
Twisted mission: accomplished
Bars and now sorrows are all that we armed with
Heart disconnected punching walls with a raw fist, potent
Between the villian hell and the coffin
Do the d**h rattle in the metal maze you lost in
Boxed in and dropped in a hole and forgetten
Frozen till the core of your soul feel rotten
Name is now numbers
Just know your fellow convict love you brother ali
Peace
Little rodney
Hook
Say if yall tryna talk bout the horrors you seen
Tell your stories through me and feel free
If yall tryna talk bout the horroes you seen
Tell your stories through me
Trapped and locked in the belly of the beast
Just like Malcom, Martin
Solomon, and Jesus the last great prophet
May never get released
Over a penny over any beef
Cats will stab you in your sleep
Plus you have to keep.....look out for the captives they do it
They masters of deption and they tragic with they deeds
Its madness that you speak of innocence and guilt
In a prison that was built just to generate some wealth
Facilities, they building industries withing themselves,they out earn two thirds of anything they sell
They......in the 13th amendment give them hell
When they filling the demand of men and women in them cells
System stay in business cos the children that they fail
Gettin ill when they drillin out a living for themselves
Hopeless they send them in as their feeling prevails
They stealing k**ing slinging steady feeling up them jails
Ha ha