
Genre: nasheed, munshidYear: 2017Type: nasheedComposer: Ilyas Mao
Story & Cultural Context
A powerful collaboration combining Boonaa Mohammed's signature spoken word poetry with Ilyas Mao's melodic, instrument-free vocal arrangements. The track focuses on spiritual intimacy, sincerity, and the personal secrets and prayers a believer shares only with Allah.
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ComposerIlyas Mao
LyricistBoonaa Mohammed
ArrangementIlyas Mao
ProducerIlyas Mao
LabelMercifulServant
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Ilyas Mao
Story & Cultural Context
A powerful collaboration combining Boonaa Mohammed's signature spoken word poetry with Ilyas Mao's melodic, instrument-free vocal arrangements. The track focuses on spiritual intimacy, sincerity, and…
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Stuck to my pillow, can't get out of bed And I hear all these voices, they clouding my head Did you just hear what I said? This ain't pretend, feels like I must've been dead Family, they tell me it's all in my brain And finally they tell me I'm going insane Tell me what surahs you read, am I possessed? Why does the devil exist? Why is he stuck in my chest? Call the exorcist, does he take visa or check? Popping these pills that they gave me to chill And I mix with that villainy shot some NyQuil Over the dosage, you know we're indulging in self-medication And pay metamorphosis, if life is a test Where's your patience? How can you tell us that you are not blessed? I didn't say that, I said I'm sad I don't know why this is happening, dad Yes, I have prayed, really, I tried Making wudu with the tears from my eyes I can't explain why I'm in pain I get migraines again and again Can't go outside, access denied Said I'll feel better, but I know I lied Bro, everything is so slow, like whoa Sorrows swallowing me whole like black holes I've got a secret to tell I am not feeling too well I hear these voices stuck in my head I'm losing focus, can't see ahead And I know you see there's something wrong But I'm scared to say what's going on I've got a secret to tell I am not feeling too well Scholars, they say that believers don't feel this But if I do, does that turn me to a heathen? And what is the reason, the point of this pain? You gave me life and you made me from clay There's no mistakes, am I too late? Have my sins already sealed up my fate? I'm so alone, nobody's home Couldn't be bothered to pick up the phone And let them inside just some passage of time And I bet nobody would even care if I died So what's the point? I'll say goodbye Packing my things and heading for the sky Life is so cruel, news makes me cry Killing this Ummah, so how can I smile? My friends online are having a great time Babies and weddings while I'm in decline Money is tight and hate my nine to five Sucking this rabbit's chasing a deadline People keep saying that I've gotta be strong But I wish that they would all just leave me alone And be on my own, I'll be alright After the darkness, there must be a light Don't need a judge and don't care what you think We got so many stigmas, it's making me sick Please help me, I'm drowning, stuck in this swell Asking for heaven cause I've been living in hell I've got a secret to tell I am not feeling too well I hear these voices stuck in my head I'm losing focus, can't see ahead And I know you see there's something wrong But I'm scared to say what's going on I've got a secret to tell I am not feeling too well I hear these voices stuck in my head I'm losing focus, can't see ahead And I know you see there's something wrong But I'm scared to say what's going on I've got a secret to tell I am not feeling too well I've got a secret to tell I am not feeling too well