Still Strong (featuring Isam B.)

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In ma house, mindin ma biz,
 Sunday mornin doin chores, watchin ma kidz,
 You know how it is, they chillin watchin seasame street,
 Ma wife showing me hot to cook sumthing to eat,
 Now this is my life nd that is ma wife nd those are ma kidz.,
 Im woring hard so we can comfortabley live,
 knock, knock, somebody is at the front door,
 Honey ill get it i need to take a break from y chores,
 knock, knock, it just went from a knock to a pound,
 Now who is this clown tryna my smile to a frown,
 knock, knock, it just went from pound to a bang,
 Now this is insane, I hear em yelling my name,
 i open the door nd what do i see,
 its like 23 agents looking at me,
 They drew the cuffs to ma hands nd my face to the floor,
 Dragged away, my family crying at the front door,
 AAAAGGGGHHHHH, we're not breaking, we're still strong
 No matter what they do we're moving on
 AAAAGGGGHHHHH, we're not breaking, we're still strong
 No matter what they do we're moving on
 We're still moving on
 And they was asking me that and asking me this
 Accusing me of being on somebody's terrorist list
 I had to resist, I want a lawyers all I would say
 But they said that they would torture me all night and all day
 And so I would pray for God to give me strength to get through
 If the evidence I knew, I would prove it untrue
 Osama Bin who, they want to say I support him
 If I don't give in, I'll never see my family again
 Its been more than 10 months since they dragged me from home
 4 hours questioning and 20 in my cell alone...
 So you wanna break me? nah I'm still strong,
 Sti--ll wanna hate me? I'll prove you wrong
 wait and you'll see - I was right - all along,
 but as for now let me do- do my thing, let me sing this song
 Its not Islam or Christianity, Its all of the humanity
 The religion of vanity drives people to insanity
 My soul and my anatomy are patient with calamity
 I'll never use profanity just let me see my family
 AAAGGGHHH, we are not braking we are still strong.
 no matter what they do we are moving on
 AAAGGGHHH, we are not braking we are still strong
 no matter what they do we are moving on
 we are still moving on.
 Yeah, let me see now, where do I start
 Still the ANTAGONIST, still playing same part
 Same old script, yeah same old drama
 Only this time -- you trying link me with Osama
 Yep, its me! -- public enemy number one
 Your specific intelligence nothing but a con
 So tell me mr. officer what you got on me?
 -TRUMPED UP charges man, clear for all to see
 -What did I do now? what is my crime
 Please can you tell me why I'ma be doing this time.
 Is it coz I put my head on the ground? my foot in the sink?
 There gotta be something, man! Tell me what you found
 Is it my beard, or the funny way I walk?
 The rhymes I be spitting? Or the way I was born to talk?
 I'm an Innocent convict, victim of this era
 Oppression in the guise of a war on terror
 - My lyrical pen is still mightier than their sords
 That's why I be in the pen praying to my lord
 - Like P said, they won't let- me -out
 The faith in my heart that's what its all- about
 I'm one of them muslems, so best lock me up
 That's why I'm rrright here - stuck in this rut
 Keep my head high cant no one take my pride
 Nothing but a test from Him, we gotta take in stride.
 

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Duration
04:38
Key
11
Tempo
91 BPM

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