Intentions

Waking up in the morning, gotta make my prayer
Am I really gonna' make it, when there is no one there?
Taking trips to the masjid (mosque), even when it's tough
Am I going for the sake of Allah? Am I showing off?
Gonna' get me the knowledge, gonna study Islam
Am I going just to build my ego? so they call me “the Man”?
Does it matter if the people respect me, when its not for Allah?
When I know anytime He can take me, without one real du'a (prayer)
Does it matter if they say I'm a big shot?
when I get no reward for my deeds
And I'm dragged on the Day of Resurrection
Cause of the folks that I wanted to please
Plus I know that Allah has the power
To raise me up in their eyes if it need be
I should always make my intentions, for my Lord, Allah completely

Chorus: Are my Intentions alright? am I doing for Allah?
When I'm looking deep, deep down inside, do I have the right niyyah?

Wearing thoubs with a kufi, kufi
Miswaks leather socks like the old days
Am I trying to follow the Prophet? or am I seeking praise?
Giving talks on Islam to people
I'd be quoting Hadith and Qur'an
Am I speaking so they like how I'm speaking? and they say I'm “the Bomb”
Donating to Islamic centers, giving money so the Deen can grow
Am I giving for the sake of Allah? or is it for show?
Many times I have found my intentions
Are not what I want them to be
I know I start on the right direction
But Shaitan starts talking to me
And I forget that without my niyyah, I'm just wasting my time
My intentions cannot bring the reward, when they're out of line
So I pray to Allah to help me, to do everything for Him only
Doesn't matter if the people despise me
Cause with Allah I can never be lonely Yah Allah, accept this niyyah
Coming from young Muslims striving to be believers
So on the day, our deeds You'll measure. Know we only did this strictly for Your pleasure, Your pleasure
Your mercy, Your ajur (reward), Your Jannah (heaven), forever and ever and ever
And reward us for those who listen
Heeded to the message, changing their condition
And know that everything up until this point I've ever written
I submit as my repentance
And if its blessings You're sending my way
I beg You hold them to the judgement day
so maybe in Jannah you can look back and say...it was a lovely day, a lovely, a lovely day, yes a lovely day
Are my intentions, alright, am I doing for Allah
When I am looking deep deep down inside, do I have the right niyyah (intention)?
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# Posté le samedi 02 août 2008 15:54

M-U-S-L-I-M

One billion strong, all year long,
Prayers to Allah even in Hong Kong
Can never be wrong if we read the Qur'an
Cause it's never been changed since day one.
Others may brag, say that we lag,
But they don't know all the power we had
The power we had, the power we have
So Muslimoon don't you ever be sad
Take many looks, go read their books,
You'll see all the facts that your friends overlook,
So always be proud, you can say it out loud
I am proud to be down with the Muslim crowd!
M-U-S-L-I-M
I'm so blessed to be with them...
M-U-S-L-I-M
I'm so blessed to be with them...
They look at me strangely
Like I emit some type of energy
That draws Kafirs - disbelievers towards me.
Thinking to themselves what makes him different from me.
Is it the hair, the clothes or maybe the food he eats,
What could it be, that make thug cats, stand at attention,
His demeanor's peaceful but on his face it's clearly written that,
This aint the sorta brother caught up in this and that
Running streets carrying heat yo he aint into that.
This brother must live by some type of criteria,
To make it to the average cat quite superior
So maybe one of these days I get near enough
Play like Nancy Drew on this mystery and clear it up.
So listen up if you think this is strange,
Cause these the type of thoughts that use to run through a new Shahada's brains
and I bear witness to the one with 99 names, InshAllah I will always remain.
M-U-S-L-I-M
I'm so blessed to be with them...
M-U-S-L-I-M
I'm so blessed to be with them...
Don't know about you, I know about me,
I'm proud because I'm rolling Islamically
Everywhere I see, even on TV,
People talking trash about the way I be.
But what they all hate, is if we get great
Cause we're the only ones with our heads on straight
Don't ever frown, or your head looking down,
If you read the Qur'an you're the best in the town.
Y'all have doubt say- we have no clout
But-within-a-few years see how we've come about.
Were back on the scene, The number-one deen,
I'm proud to be down with the Muslimeen!
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# Posté le samedi 02 août 2008 15:47

Zamilooni

He stepped inside his home, and he overwhelmed with fear
An angel came with words from God, things were still unclear
Saying read - read, but he couldn't read, then amazing words he heard
A trembling deep inside his heart, confused by what had occurred

There was only one who could comfort him
And help him see the light
To ease his fears, to reassure
It was khadijah, his wife...

Chorus
He said Zamilooni, Zamilooni, Dathirooni, Dathirooni, (Envelop me, Embrace me)
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...
By my side...

She was a woman of nobility, successful in all her trade
Many wealthy men had asked for her, she had turned them all away
But when she saw Muhammad, a shining moon, may peace be on his soul
He was a light for her – so right for her – her life will now be whole

But she had never seen him so distressed, as he was there that day
She would comfort him, and hold him tight, and chase his doubts away

Chorus

Bridge...
We look for stories of love, in places dark and cold
When we have a guiding light, for the whole world to behold
But were so selfish in our ways, and to the ones we hold so close
Our own pleasure and happiness is what we value most

But she sacrificed all her wealth and everything she had
And he honored her, and gave her faith,
when the times were bad, when times were bad...

Now years have passed, times had changed, since khadijah breathed her last.
Message of the one true God, was spreading far and vast
But then he came across a neaklace, that khajidah once had worn
His eyes began to swell with tears, his heart again began to mourn

Cause she was there for him, when times were rough, and his enimies were cruel
Was the first believer, so keen and eager, to comfort al-Rasool

Chorus

Mawlaya salli wa sallim da'iman abada
'Ala habibika khayril khalqi kullihimi
(O my Leader, send your salutations and blessings foreve
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# Posté le samedi 02 août 2008 15:39

LABAYK


Labayk Allah, Huma Labayk.
It's a journey for Allah that I wanna make.

Bound to the sound when the Hajjis go round,
In the place where we face they put their heads to the ground.
Bowin' in submission with conviction of steel.
It's a feeling of peace, I someday hope I can feel

When the month it comes around, its called the month Dhul-Hij
People come from every place on this planet to do it.
It's the Hajj, is a journey to the house of Allah
Where over two million different people come from near and from far...

By car, and by boat and by plane and by the camel
Some brothers even do it by foot just with a sandal.
But when they arrive and then city just glows.
You'll understand the reasoning why everyone goes

Seeking forgiveness from Allah, in every step that they take
Here I am for my creator, Yah they cry out labayk

Chorus

Yo! I'm looking forward to the trip ta Hajj!
Going' to Mecca and Madina with the entourage"
Yo! I'm looking forward to the trip ta Haj!
Comin' back like as a haji like Malik al Shabaz.

From Madinah to Musdelifa, sights that you never saw,
Best of all the trips ain't nothing less that I will settle for
Dawn of lhram, where we all put on white,
Putting on the sheets so that we all look alike

Doing tawaf around the Qaba kissin' the black stone if you can,
But you haven't done nothing till you've done Zam-Zam
Gettin' on that bus so you can get to Ararat,
Getting all those pebbles used to stone the Jamarat.

Pacing back and forth between the Saffa and the Marwah
Commemorating what was done for Ishmael by Hagar
Sacrifice a lamb then go ahead and shave your held
Joining in the feasting after all the prayers are said.

Now nothing beats this trip not even Taj Mahal
Cause there's Africans, Indonesians from Egypt and all,
I'm looking forward to this trip I someday hope I can make
Here I am for my creator and when I cry out Labayk
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# Posté le samedi 02 août 2008 15:24

HOLD THE LINE

Lets think to back, back when we started
We were just souls with one target
This was a course that we both charted
But how did we end broken hearted

Ohhhh....

Can faith pull us through
Don't know what I should do
But ask of you

Please please please hold the line now,
I swear please hold the line now
Can see what happened to us
Just look how shaytan will do us

Please please please hold the line now,
I swear please hold the line now
Just long enough so we can find out
Find out how we work things out

...Work things out

Now comes the time, time to mend fences
To remove the mask and stop pretending
Because now the whisper's winning
And how could this be our ending

Ohhhh....

Can faith pull us through
Don't know what I should do
I ask of you

Please please please hold the line now,
I swear please hold the line now
Just long enough so we can find out
Find out how we work things out

I know it seems so hard, it seems so hard
When others fall apart, the fall apart
They couldn't make it though, they couldn't make it through
But this I promise you, Allah rewards the Sabiroon

So, so, so...

Please please please hold the line now,
I swear please hold the line now
Just long enough so we can find out
Find out how we work things out

Please please please hold the line now,
I swear please hold the line now
Just long enough so we can find out
Find out how we work things out
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# Posté le samedi 02 août 2008 15:17