Saba'a
 

an Iraqi speaking (i'm a narcicyst.you know in psychology a narcicyst must be human i dont know why but thats what they say...i support the people i support the pain i cannot ignore...but i cant identify totally with the national fighting with the ahhhh national target...they say hey you have no help from arabs so shut the fuck up!!!)

never be free...freedom doesnt exist...this one is for the children of Iraq...Inshallah teshofoon khair fee hathal hayat...

stuck living in this...





genocide/
spent bent on my death bed, sentenced lives/
like Nabulis my enternal apacolypse/
surging to firm my research of this disease learning (liar)/
the rays burnin, my insides are tired/
old earth yearning for answers, fuck being ill like cancer/
throats further attack lungs, soldiers driven by fear/
flow out my coma, sleep and live in my tears/
leaking deposits of blood atomic waves, causes wraths on warships/
cavity stricken stomach, tape my vomit, it raped my highness/
take away this drama i pleaded to momma/
she said recieve it as a lesson, acknowledge it presence/
then believe it/
digestion of this metallic rubble that used to be homes/
and less than three codes,crooked italic structure, my cultural genome/
there will be no...right function retreat from my phenotype/
ignoring peoples plight to enlighten the western egos sight/
blinded...the shits hearsay....
there'll be no therapy like Keimo/
half my generation nomads, others under the wrath of John Ashcroft and Janet Reno/
quarter of me died....Collin Powell losed by his own institutional people holding resolutions/
stating we are equal when he needs mental restitution/
who would've grown smart children, instead of wasted
enslave your race first, now you work for the Masons/
who start building in a cave of displacement/
Earth batters revolve, families envolved in the U.N./
pointing fingers in our direction, telling us who ends inspections/
mad discussions, fed from weapons of mass dysfunction/
tragic junction, the paths are destructive, subject mad erupting/
no longer a number, the sum of my infractions/
i'm stronger....
numb of the bombers, of the realms dethrone us/
so you better walk away, before they run up on us/
like escalators, dramatized, escalate hate, and and disgarce the maker/
request behavior, wrecked the tribe between the west and Asia/
my planets stranded on its own axis/
standing empty handed/
destined to lose this scene of Satanic land attachments/
i lack laughter, awaiting the next chapter/
to amend the lies, and disasters, run to desendants of signs/
while we pretend to ignore the end of time/
push you off track, screaming who the fuck are you when Bushes talk back/
not Narcicyst, walk black hearted for my nationality...rationally/
mesapitanium, uranium shelled homospaien/
dwell below in the caves you claimed me in/
engaged in racial plagues, my age did me in/
i die...aching, shaking, why did we behave in ways, to display ignorant beings/
convade disgrace in this sacred scene...God or man/
bomb in my hand, to disarm this span of weak vision/
breath slowly descending, and step into the beginning/
holding my enfants in Heaven..that would have existed in these seven......


Bismillah Al Rahman Al Raheem

yo i heard this ages ago dun,no doubt i enjoyed it you know that no doubt...just wanted to know why you called it seven ???

numb of the bombers, of the realms dethrone us/
so you better walk away, before they run up on us/

^^ that i liked like woah..no doubt dun you far ahead of these cat like what and they know it,prolly why it gets z`s nahmean...lovin it...

holding my enfants in Heaven..that would have existed in these seven......

^^ ill...
my bad i just realized what th eseven was,im too tired nahmena,forgettin shi taha...

Shukran holmes...that was straight from my heart to thiose kids out there...i was tryin to see shit thru their eyes but i cant explain as well as thery could namsayin...i'm glad my child aint gotta go thru that shit but still man no kid from any race or culture should go thru shit like that namsayin...good looking out...wahid

i can't understand why peeps sleep on tha ill emcees , , , , and they dont sleep on da whack emcees ,, this drop had me like WOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! , , i couldnt believe wat i read dawg , ,, , , it was so fuckin ILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL , , ur wordplay was Sick as da flu ,,, , and ur vocab riped that shit up, ,,, overall u get a 9/10

Shukran Bash...that shit was straight from the heart..aand i know the good shit always gets slept on namsayin...i think imma switch my style and become a gangsta rapper...lmao....whatever good looking out....wahid

quit sleepin on this uppin^^

anotha flawless spit from my man narc...

ill shit brah..

keep droppin jewles on these niggas...

peace
one

no doubt dunny...thanks for the comment namsayin...wahid

man you know you gonna go gangstaoid on these bitches and drive by em with super soakers no doubt.

word locsta pull out my super soaker and some water balloons on some chromed out scooters pissing on peoples fences namsayin...hahahahahaha

ahhahaa no dobt,don forget to wear your fallen nemis underwear on your head and toilet paper their trees with ease nahmean hahaha
you could own the city...

make sure those scooters have 20 inch dubs nahmean,otherwise you wont be gangstaoid enough ahhaha

hell yah with some playing cards in the spokes i would be rollin mad thick namsayin representing all my fallen (soaked) thugs on the streets namsayin...if you wanna get innitiated in the gang Roolin on Twenties on my Chromed out Scooter gang With Super Soakers its all good..and the hand sign is a thumb up your ass...represent to the fullest dawg...

ahhaha no doubt.....hahahaha

we clownin like waht hahahahhahahah,i don care though ahhaha

like im sayin represent this shit to the fullest dawg...before they get a news broadcast on a soaked-by on our rival gang the We Got Soaked Underwear crew namsayin...now them mafuckas roll thick namsayin