Edited lyrics of Alhamdullillah - Too Phat
I feel the heat, From these 4 candles burning
As I'm staring out the window, In solitude I look at life
From different angles, Thoughts strangled
My mind is suffocatin', In this truth quest
A greed law, That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy, Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires, Are gamblin' until they muflis
A sad fact of life, But mankind approved this
I gotta call Him, Sajadah is where the booth is
I'll make it clear that, I ain't even tryin' to preach ya
By sharing thoughts I hope, To find a little peace here
I thank Allah for blessing me, To be creative
So here's a diss for me, For bein' unappreciative
Wanted a perfect life , Yeah smile then die old
Fame, money, women , Phat cribos and white gold
Drive my own Beemer , Before I hit two six
A straight pink bitin' toothpicks, Who walk around town wit' two chicks
And doin' new hits to woo tricks.... Now that's wrong
Pleasure from partyin' ,And bullshit don't last long
A lotta yuppies sneakin' , Cars out when dad's gone
Crackin' bottles in clubs , Frontin' designer fashion
But I ain't about , To trade happiness for a Jag
So stop smilin' with your ragtop down , Cause for a fact
I don't care about your money , Or how slick your car
'Cause no matter how rich and big you are
It's still Allahuakbar...
Ult li albi bissaraha (I'm opening up my heart with honesty)
Hayya nab'idil karaha (Let’s avoid the hated and hatred)
Syakkireena a' kulli ni'ma (Let's remain thankful with what we have)
Ba' ideena anil fattana (Let's avoid all lies and sins)
I know that all this , Ain't the right thing
Partying, chasing moneys, And material things
Flying high , Think nobody gonna , Clip my wings
I'm lying to myself , Knowing that, I've been neglecting
Responsibilities , As a healthy Muslim
Riches and loot , Ain't nothing
We frontin' , Diamonds and scrilla
But forget to say Alhamdulillah
Made my album a killer, Plan B . Now 2-3 droppin'
And I wish to , Ask for forgiveness
Your guidance , Protection and strength
For humbleness and faith , To make me a better man
Success in foreign lands , Never dreamt of that
I remember being 18 , When we started Too Phat
Now let's go back , Three years before that
Sometimes I forget, Me and my parents
Took a trip with granddad, I remember '95
While performing Umrah , Made my wish in Mecca
Right in front the Kaabah
Dear God
You made it possible
When facing obstacles
Please let me do good
Before I pass on
In the hospital
And keep reciting
The Testimony of Faith
And find the right way
Out of this life's maze
Two candles go out , That's when I feel the wind blow
I haven't met Fatim , For two years
Been livin' like I'm single, Evaluatin' all the friendships . Relationship
The reason it's the tenth year , Is 'cause she's a patient chick
And as far as friends are concerned , Many I've had it all
From those who cried for my pain , To those who plotted my fall
I learned to differentiate , Fakes from the great
Mates from the snakes , Apes wanna beef
Hate's all it takes , For me to blow
A diss song for you , Not even worthy
As an album filler , So now it's smiles
And Alhamdulillah
Yeah, love me , Or hate me , This who I am
Look at the past at times , I wish that I was born again
So I can rectify mistakes , And my wrong doings
Attempts on minimizing my sins , Before my story ends
I ain't no Eddie Murphy , Tryin' to sound as a holy man
But if I tried to be a better person , Now I prolly can
(Wait...)
Who am I to advise you , I ain't been the best
Of God's slaves , Just a poet writin'
What my thought says , A little house
A little car , A little sweet girl
Thank you Lord , I'll try to slow it down
On the cheap thrills , This song will prolly stir
A little controversy , At least I ain't be rappin'
Bout the stuff , As tho' I'm born in Jersey
Stage name is Malique , And lost name is Cairel
Mama told me , Stop complaining too much,
So I will...
*at time when life is so cloudy, this song finds it way on soothing me, in a way that i can't actually explains how
Thursday, May 8, 2008
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