Ameen Posted November 21, 2007 Set Me Free: Set me free to leave the land of immorality, Before I burst and become a menace to society Suicidal thoughts feed the body like the Range Rover is feed by gasoline Confusion graspes their minds as to why many posses extreme views from world issues Fear firm in their hearts so they keep the soldiers of Allah close in sight, Thinking they would perhaps convert their views to action in the middle of the night But still I fall asleep trapped in the most evil of societies A land where the women are used as sex objects Where modesty does not exist And yet they want to force other Nations into democracy Hypocrisy is their way of life. Saddening to the heart, Incomprehensible to the mind, Are those Muslims men that feel no pain over the death of their brothers Or over the rape of their sisters Let alone the conquer of our Muslim lands They are not known to me to be men they are in the group of women In fact, they are the women of women’s I’m free from their thoughts of loving security And from being deceived by the media that feeds the souls pure lies But I envy the fighters who fight in the brightness of the daylight While I stand and plea to Allah in the middle of the night Seeking permission from Him to fight But as for today, I reach for the pen and I write Converting the words from my heart to pearls of light Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted November 23, 2007 Free me or Feed me yo Feed me or Free me yo .. Repeating them words as my World Wars Killing babies Hard Attacking Hearts Going from selling Lands to Selling Souls Advancing on Bush and Blare calls Push the button flush a new born or something Who cares so long America dares you to do nothing Stay to remain foolish keeping some fake coolness Like yeah I'll slave for 8bucks an hour living 2die Surviving to make babies just to lead them to hell and learn to live a lie Set me free so I could go on spree die a Shahiid Never been on speed but I feel flow in speed Facing facts in stripes yeah I said it; this life ain't for my SEED! Keep ya' Western Living am Leeeaaving... And I don't know If I'll Come Back To Your'Bullsh*t Known force fit when I ain't set free I leave behind Dupry Go on Gun Spree... From ya'Head to Ya' Toe you know even ya' Shoe I shoot I Advice You Set Me Free Let Go My Collar Only Dead and Dragged is the only way I'll Follow! ... Keep Bliss Remain Blessed My Peeps We'll Make it Through This One and Many More TO Come... Somalia Keep Ya Hearts Firm and your Heads UP!... R.I.P To The Dead Peace To The Gone... 1ne PME DV None Understand This, It's Like They've All Gone Brandish! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted January 29, 2008 Once slaved...stolen form the LAND yeah The Mother Once graved on walls, as memory recalls The Plan falls on this on that and onto another No clue who wrote it, they had no last names Micheal Angelo drawings I see on Jesus frames And now they got plenty to share All rap all model all act, come on it's all there It's a dare Got talent no talent do your due You'll get pay money soon will be out the way Finger print than eye scan your way To buy hay, oh hey I bet you feel like a needle lost in a dark Football field Living up the group hall hill Executive, CEO manage your way to scoop all they spill Milk, Piss, Beer or Sh*t It'll be your job, got to make money that makes money None understand this, it's like they've all gone brandish Smoking extensive now breathing funny Can't even get close to your honey Stink for the system got u on lock ready to instinct What u mean u dropped it? in the sink? Come on that was our key to freedom, what do u think? Now we have to go down tunnels search through gutters Swim with rats and bad smell you can taste Investigate up and down, keep our ears on walls For any sound scan every face We meet me or pass by High level our vigilance into paranoia, ask why, why and why What you mean what's your name? All I need is work, I'm not asking for Fame! 4get my name take my word for it I'll work like flame Up to spots am needed Been years and all them years I've blooded Time I takes it over and lead it Just set me free Actually F'it I am free on the sublime I'll live underground in the mean time Have you stuck on stup*d working on every crime Made up my mind, it's a challenge; yours or mine? It's mine mine ooh all mine! It's mine mine ooh all mine! It's mine mine ooh all mine! No more filing complaints With my blood stain I paints So painless I'm riping the tongues from all the Saints St.John St.Luke St.Nicolas St.whoever who ... My World in War Do anything I can do for! ~1~ PME DV None Understand This, It's Like They've All Gone Brandish! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
