Universal Soldier

This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
 Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
 Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
 Carrying Navy Captain William Parsons of Chicago
 Who helped design the bomb, as observer
 And Major Thomas Ferebee of Mocksville, North Carolina
 Who pulled the plug on Hiroshima
 The B-29 dropped its load of atomic death
 Which exploded with a force equal to 20,000 tons of TNT
 بِسمِلَّه
 بِسمِلَّه
 اءذُ بِلَّّهِ مِن الشَيتَاً ِالرَّجم
 بِسمِلَّه
 اشَدُ اً لا ِلاهَ ِلّّ;للاهوَ
 اشَدُ انَ مُهَمَّد رَسُول اللِّه
 The son of slaves, true, I started out as a peasant (uh-uh)
 That's why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert (uh-uh)
 The Lord is my rock, I speed dial through salat
 My trials in the fiery crucible made me hot
 I glow like embers of coal, born with a touch of gold
 My mathematical theology of rhymin' a touch the soul
 I spent many nights bent off Woodford clutchin' the bowl, stuffin' my nose
 Some of the cons, I suffered for prose
 My poetry's livin' like the God that I fall back on
 And all praises due to Allah for such a illustrious platform
 The teachings of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad's my backbone
 When I spit, the children on the mothership bow on a platform
 The true history of Jesus comin' to age
 I wore a ski mask and glove to the masquerade
 Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder (it's the Roc)
 Somebody should've told you, I'm a motherfuckin' universal soldier
 Back when Emory Jones was catchin' the fed' charge
 I knew less about Chessimar, all about Pablo Escobar
 Thinkin' I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
 I was trying not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
 Now I'm the general of the geechie army
 What don't kill us make us stronger, that's Nietzsche on me
 Hot boy like I'm B.G., that Fiji on me
 We done ducked them fed' charges, now we eatin' confit
 Le fric, c'est chic
 That guilt trip ain't gon' work, don't put your luggage on we
 You ain't keep the same energy for the du Pont's and Carnegie's
 We was in your cotton fields, now we sittin' on Bs, on me
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 Save my soul
 Save me from myself
 Save my soul