Check out the new song, 'A Message From Gaza,' from Hip-Hops favorite son, Doktah Soose. Written from the perspective of a would be jihadi, the track tells a tale of a disenfranchised young adult who sees life as one tragedy after another. Follow hi
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(VERSE 1)
Wake up in the morning
And I’m praisin’ Allah/
Even though I’m still mourning
I gaze at the sky/
Hopin’ today ain’t like the others
When they come through and snatch up my brothers/
(Uh huh)
All I know is tragedy
They took my daughter
And slaughtered my whole family/
So they got me
Tears in my hand/
They never spent
Forty years in the sand/
Appealin’ their plan
I don’t know what started them/
But stealin’ our land
Leads us to martyrdom/
What if Mormons took over your whole town?
Would you sit and conform or would you throw down/
Oh wait
The thirteen states that wasn’t yours
America took that sh** from Cousin George/
It takes a lot
Try and shock ya nation/
Why don’t ya stop this Zionist occupation?
(HOOK)
Life is love and hate
Cryin’ at my mother’s wake/
We fryin’ while we dyin’
Make Zion another state/
They lyin’ just to cover face
Tryin’ to smother another brother’s defiant race
(VERSE 2)
Won’t quit
We bleed ‘em til the powers mine/
Get a grip
We need freedom up in Palestine /
Fight alone
Even once if I lose my team/
In the zone
Hear the moans of the muhjadeen/
Dad’s a martyr
I take ya back remember?/
He’s a charter member
Of Black September/
He was there
Prepared for those Munich nights
Zionists don’t care
Bout human rights/
They call them soldiers
And they say that I’m extreme?
Is it cause Israel issues them fatigues/
No!
I gotta check ya lies/
Switch Hamas with Abbas
They don’t recognize/
I don’t recognize their right to exist
Ignite the night
And I fight with my fist/
You see the swastika
It’s like the Star of Dave to me/
It’s a new age
They puttin’ me through slavery.
(HOOK) x2
Life is love and hate
Cryin’ at my mother’s wake/
We fryin’ while we dyin’
Make Zion another state/
They lyin’ just to cover face
Tryin’ to smother another brother’s defiant race