Boonaa Mohammed - Signs lyrics

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Leme take a moment to show some kindness to the folks that thoughts blindness was a disease thatEffected the eye alone I promise I wont judge you, I bareley know how to love you and like foolsWe preach rules but we don't even follow our ownEverybody needs comfort, some people find it in this, some people find it in that and some peopleJust don't find it at all but this world is full of signs from the moon to the stars in the skyFrom the bees in the bugs like a seed to the blood like a feel to a drug makes a need to look upAnd question what's up why you do with a stuff when your sphere is a quest then you track to the roughBut like thunder it strucks and be and it was and all the signs that were said they finally make senseYou feel the tormit so you need to repent when your heart is cemented it's hard as a brick coz your soulIs worth more then the dollars and cents all the money in the world could not buy you hapiness coz fairlyIt is in the rememberance of Allah that hearts tho finds rest... And do not get it confusedI'm not a scholar or a preach I'm just a regular dude who makes mistakes too but we are reflections truee andI can't talk about me without talking about you and who knew we would end up in a place so confused whereLittle boys wanna be like little girls and little girls just wanna be abused where they terrorize the truthMentally arrested you devon know there is no law but Allah's and Muhammad (PBUH)in the raise no fool And before that you were a tiny ball of flesh without any bones and before that you were just unknownAnd now look behold you have the arrogance to assume that you just made it on your own but what were youBut a chew piece of clot before you grew and who knew you will trace your ancesteries back to a zoo youMust have really come from apes from your monkey point of views even the devil believes in God so what doesThat make you... And who knew there would b so many views and ways to explain that he's closer to you the you juggle of vainSo if you complain that god must b cruelCan you give Allah all that he gives to youFrom the breath that you breath to the trees that you feedFrom the eyes that you see to the sea that you eatIf I cut you you bleed then you heal magicallyWhere the illness machines manufactured for meansThe concept's extreme but this world is a dreamIt's not what it seems fertilizing the seedsThe proof is serene so wake up smell the deenPraises be to he his oneness supremeTotally unique and no need of sleepNot like you or me his greatness completeNo partners no mates no fathers no sons no this count three and onesJust Allah az zawa Jal even the birds sing his name the lord of all the worlds