score|swayze - "Majnuun Man" Rami Salaami
They say Paradise expensive and I'm broke as shitI put my spirit in my wallet and they open pits
Anytime I'm not around she wanna throw a fit
And when I'm there, all she want from me is choke and spit
I don't know whenever I became a degenerate, but I did
Cuz I been doing grimy shit since I was just a kid
I got pedos for teachers and cousins doing bids
If I ever go broke again, then I'm going off the grid
Reasonable Doubt Track #8, Can I Live
I guess I never can, until I'm in the can
Them kaffirs want me in the club popping rubberbands
Instead of reaching out and helping out the brother man
They got a thing for pushing sisters with the other man
Pay attention cuz it's all according to the plan
Some niggas won't even speak on it cuz it's not the brand
It ain't the brand if it don't involve breaking naan
I been out here for too long, I deserve to get the word
I barely know al-Fatihah I really got some nerve
I barely make salaat, barely counting my rakaats
If I gave you salaams, then I probably got the curve
But I don't blame you, I'm no angel
Hands tats, fornicating like TNA Kurt Angle
A glutton for forbidden fruit I should just let it dangle
I ditched the thiqa beads for some fake gold bangles
But for what, though? Acceptance from this dunya
A bunch of false promises from bitches that won't do you
The paradise you think you want ain't filled with petunias
It's filled with fake excellence and fake prophets with their fake messages
Living in a world where I can't afford an exodus
No escape from people propagating their own decadence
Ain't no word of accountability, social negligence
Just an ungrateful slave asking for benevolence
Written by:
Taulib Wright
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