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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. I'm a Muslim, I came from the streets to Islam, the ghetto. Now when you see a brother give a palm, embrace with a hug and greet me with salam. Salam alaikum. I'm a Muslim, I came from the streets to Islam, the ghetto. Now when you see a brother give a palm, embrace with a hug and greet me with salam. Salam alaikum. Certain things I did on road I hope I never have to look back. The cook cracked the soul sold for a good rap. The life controlled in my hand as a hood rat. My long shank on my waist, yeah I would slash. My first trap had my adversaries shook back. My first whip big rims when I pushed that. My first time locked in panic would never end. They would release me on road with fears, fastening up my pain. Then I end up back again. What's the point fam? Peace of my life for hitting shoots with a few grams. Peace of my life for moving forward to police man. Peace of my life for pulling moves on a street plan. Back in a meat van, shackled as deep fam. And the roads are in the prison, how can he stand? I found Islam like an African digging for diamonds. Trauma in the jail, took Shahada while I'm riding. Ashadu an la ilahe illallah, I'm finding. Back to my cell contemplating where my life's been. Wow, it's deep brother. Prop up. Mashallah. See, my brother, that's good to hear that religion came to you while you was up in there. See I was in self getting everybody scared cause they see us coming out with the foams and the beards. First they were saying it was weird, then they're calling it a fashion. Who really cares? I'm on this ting with a passion when my brother's that fair. The pathway to heaven, yeah we're trying to get there. See I shed a couple tears, I stand in salah. Who cares about the road life? I care about Allah, my relation with him. Take a look at where we've been. Original ghetto child raised up in sin. But I flipped it around and you're looking like my twin. Face of it is like I'm a reflection of him. And if you're a brother too, I'm a reflection of you. So inshallah we can make it true. When I break this news, mummy went through the roof. But I gave a bit of dawah, now she's on this too. Say mashallah, dawah starts at the root. Then I'm back to the street to convert the whole crew to the truth. I'm a Muslim, I came from the streets to Islam, the ghetto. Now when you see a brother give a palm, embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam. Salaam alaikum. I'm a Muslim, I came from the streets to Islam, the ghetto. Now when you see a brother give a palm, embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam. Salaam alaikum. Muslim Bilal, now I'm out here looking for halal. From what I eat to my hustle, I'm done with the gal. If she wants to be with me, then she must dress halal. We could go to the shaykh and make that halal. I'm not what I was before, I changed what I was about. I'm Muslim out here, blah, that's what I am now. Don't rate me for the things I did then, that was foul. I've had enough of the drugs and the pow, pow, pow. I'm sick of the weed and liquor, I'm stabbing it out now. We killing tea from Allah, I'm changing my lifestyle. To tell the truth, the stripes are rolled, I don't need that. Just think of bees, my prayer mat and look my D's now. Islam changed my life, man, I wrote, concede that. But I like rats chasing cheese, I had to leave that. But Allah, this my life, what have I achieved that? My brother's running the roads, dreaming of needs that. But when the time comes, Allah will give them the feedback. Fall on my knees flat, Allahu Akbar. Give me the D and you can take the money and flash cars. I'm one of the brothers from the streets on the path of Islam. I'm a Muslim, I came from the streets to Islam, the ghetto. Now when you see a brother give a palm, embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam. Salaam alaikum. I'm a Muslim, I came from the streets to Islam, the ghetto. Now when you see a brother give a palm, embrace with a hug and greet me with salaam. Salaam alaikum. Salaam alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh. It's your brother Mir Junaid Muhaddith, formerly known as Loon from Bad Boy Records. So get your deen right, ya heard? Brother Kalafi. When I was three years old, my parents got killed by my so-called godfather, former member of the Tupac Outlaws. I didn't think it was going to be a matter of life and death. They murdered Tupac, they assassinated Tupac in Las Vegas. Now that he's gone, I started thinking. I'm a Muslim, alhamdulillah. That's just the way it is. It's the way, it's just the way it is. Things will never be the same. It will never be the same. I believe that you can't just live a life and just drop dead and that's all. I'm a Muslim. I'm a Muslim. I'm a Muslim.
I'm a Muslim. I'm a Muslim.