Black Islam
I was born and was raised a Muslim
Underneath my skin I feel it, no wonder
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In Eden
Still I feel drunk of her eyes
Unconscious is brain
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Seeds of the dates
Once again I am child
In bath-tub of old days, Khazineh
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Off the hook
"Hook, Hook, Hook"
Said a fish to other
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Numbered
In his hand; hers also
Life is key, card, remote…
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Under my skin
I allow you; write and sign
I swear in front of justice, fine…
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You the fool
I have been to school
Not one but a few
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While waiting
In my car and waiting
I use books, what I see.
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