Sura fatiha Islamic prayer Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim In the name of Allah, the Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful AlHamdu lillahi RabbilAalamin Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds ArRahmaanirRahiim The Beneficent, the Merciful Maaliki YawmidDiin Owner of the Day of Judgement Iyyaaka nabudu wa iyyaaka nastaiin Thee alone we worship Thee alone we ask for help IhdinasSiraatalMustaqiim Show us the straight path Siraatallaziina anamta alay him The path of those whom Thou hast favoured Gayrilmagzuubi alay him wa lazzaaalliin Not the path of those who earn Thine anger nor of those who go astray Ayo limb vak twisted broken mutilated carcass Living in a harness Guards all watch us from towers with batons firearms in theyre holsters Shoottokill marksmen,keep crosshairs on us Food make you nausious Yall got your floors but they sleep us in shit just to keep us exhausted Mixed in with monsters Divided and conquered Where the hardhearted lawless are highly regarded Chance to touch knowledge Transform the torture These bars are between you and your roots and your culture Eat, sleep, shit, sweat hardship A godless societys garbage Twisted mission accomplished Bars and our sorrows are all that we armed with Heart disconnected punching walls with a raw fist, partin Between the villian hell and the coffin Do the death rattle in the metal maze you lost in Boxed in and dropped in a hole and forgetten Frozen till the core of your soul feel rotten Name is now numbers Just know your fellow convict love you Brother Ali Peace Little Rodney Hook Say if yall tryna talk bout the horrors you seen Tell your stories through me and feel free If yall tryna talk bout the horroes you seen Tell your stories through me Trapped and locked in the belly of the beast Just like Malcom, Martin Solomon, and Jesus the last great prophet May never get released Over a penny any beef Cats will stab you in your sleep Plus they have to keep look out for their captin when they creep Theyre masters of deption and they tragic with they deeds Its madness that you speak of innocence and guilt In a prison that was built just to generate some wealth Facilities, they building industries withing themselves,they out earn two thirds of anything they sell The gavel and the 13th amendment give them hell When they filling the demand of men and women in themselves System stay in business cause the children that they fail Gettin ill when they drillin out a living for themselves Hopeless they send them in as their feeling prevails They stealing killing slinging steady feeling up them jails Ha ha
beneficent, alay, iyyaaka, yall, allah