| sura fatiha; |
| islamic prayer*
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| translation:
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| Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim
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| english:
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| In the name of Allah, the Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful
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| translation:
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| 'Al-Hamdu lillahi Rabbil-'Aalamin
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| english:
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| Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds,
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| translation:
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| 'Ar-Rahmaanir-Rahiim
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| english:
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| The Beneficent, the Merciful.
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| translation:
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| Maaliki Yawmid-Diin;
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| english:
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| Owner of the Day of Judgement.
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| translation:
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| 'Iyyaaka na'-budu wa 'iyyaaka nasta-'iin.
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| english:
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| Thee (alone) we worship; |
| Thee (alone) we ask for help.
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| translation:
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| 'Ihdinas-Siraatal-Mustaqiim-
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| english: Show us the straight path,
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| translation:
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| Siraatal-laziina 'an-'amta 'alay him-
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| english:
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| The path of those whom Thou hast favoured;
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| translation:
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| Gayril-magzuubi 'alay him wa laz-zaaalliin.
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| english:
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| Not (the path) of those who earn Thine anger nor of those who go astray.
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| eh yo limb vak twisted broken mutilated carcass
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| living in a harness
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| guards all watch us towers with the tonnes of firearms and they hoist us
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| shoot to kills marksmen, keep
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| food make you nausious
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| yall gat your floors but they sleep us in sheet just to keep us exhausted
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| mixed in the monsters
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| divided and conquered
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| where the hard hearted and lawless are highly guarded
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| chance to touch knowledge
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| chance for em to torture
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| these bars are between you and your roots and your culture
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| eat sleep shit sweat hardiship
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| a godless society is garbage
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| twisted mission accomplished
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| bars and now sorrows are all that we armed with
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| heart disconnected punching walls with a raw fist, potent
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| between the villian hell and the coffin
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| do the death rattle in the metal maze you lost in
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| boxed in and dropped in a hole and forgetten
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| frozen till the core of your soul feel rotten
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| name is now numbers
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| just know your fellow convict love you brother ali
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| peace,
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| little rodney
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| hook
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| say if yall tryna talk bout the horrors you seen
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| tell your stories through me and feel free
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| if yall tryna talk bout the horroes you seen
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| tell your stories through me
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| trapped and locked in the belly of the beast
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| just like malcom, martin
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| solomon and jesus the last great prophets
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| may never give atleast a penny over
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| any beef got you stabbed in your sleep
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| plus you have to keep… look out for the captives they do it
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| they masters of deption and they tragic with they deeds
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| its madness that you speak of innocence and guilt
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| in a prison that was built just to generate some wealth
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| facilities, they building industries withing themselves, they out earn two
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| thirds of anything they sell
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| they… in the 13th amendment give them hell
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| when they filling the demand of men and women in them cells
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| system stay in business cos the children that they fail
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| gettin ill when they drillin out a living for themselves
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| hopeless they send them in as their feeling prevails
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| they stealing killing slinging steady feeling up them jails
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| ha ha |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Little Rodney , by - Brother Ali. Song from the album Truth Is Here, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп