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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,037
Peak in subgenre #588
Author
Prophit
Rights
Prophit - 2006
Uploaded
January 02, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:17
Story behind the song
All this shit going on around us... It's hard being an Arabic rapper...
Lyrics
[Intro - Prophit]
Y'nah...
Sometimes it's like...
Everywhere I turn, there's nothing but violence... Hatred...
So I 'got a question I need an answer for, yo...
You feel me? Check it, yo...
[Verse 1 - Prophit]
What happened to the Ummah once known so well?/
Greatness was known, but now, can you tell?/
I used to have faith in a God, that would never respond/
Now my soul is cold, devoid of spiritual bonds/
Yo, what happened to the Ummah once known so well?/
Feels like every other man has his soul for sale/
I see hatred forming, the world is getting colder/
Kids pick up guns, and try to be soldiers/
The Qu'ran has left our hearts, the Bible is sacriligious/
The Torah turned around, verses so vicious/
The preaching of killing, carefully hidden within a religion/
We 'all suffering, Buddhist, Jewish, Muslim or Christian/
Yo - What happened to the Ummah once known so well?/
The vision of spiritual riches stood tall, but fell/
I ask again, where the greatness went/
We can't expect to win, after all, we're just men and we sin/
Yeah!
[Chorus - Prophit]
Every night 'fore I sleep, I ask our Father/
Can we even win? Is there a need to bother?/
I see so much hate, blame being placed/
They try to hold us down, so we stay in our place/
One day it's gon' change, problems solved/
A man dies, a child is born, the world revolves/
Songs of freedom sung, as life goes on/
We gotta' stand up before all the hope is gone/
[Verse 2 - Prophit]
What happened to the greatness, how could they break-it?/
And take-it away from us, on some slave shit?/
Check out my melody, finally here/
A product of determination, hating, playing, holding back for years/
My songs run deep, like slave music/
Massa massa, release us from this hell we live in/
Songs of freedom, published by, hidden vixens/
A legal slave-team, in a spiritual prison/
They set the trap, we took the bait, caught up in the riches/
Music-videos, fame, champagne and bitches/
It ain't supposed to be like this, but life is hard/
We watch our dreams get slaughtered, then burned and charred/
Yo, what happened to the greatness? Is there nothing left at all?/
Seems the taller we stand, only the further we fall/
A rebellion is forming, but would you answer the call?/
Or would you stay in a cell, with nothing left at all?/
Huh?
[Chorus - Prophit]
Every night 'fore I sleep, I ask our Father/
Can we even win? Is there a need to bother?/
I see so much hate, blame being placed/
They try to hold us down, so we stay in our place/
One day it's gon' change, problems solved/
A man dies, a child is born, the world revolves/
Songs of freedom sung, as life goes on/
We gotta' stand up before all the hope is gone/
[Verse 3 - Prophit]
What happened to the Ummah once known so well?/
Greatness was known, but now, can you tell?/
Kids are starving, the police harrasing us/
Read the news, another woman got assaulted on the bus/
What happened to the community, that we once had/
A failed Utopia, with the aftermath so bad/
And all you seem to care about, is, placing the blame/
But you can't even understand or feel my pain/
Yo, what happened to the Ummah once known so well?/
Greatness was known, so when did we fail?/
Did we try hard enough? Did we really wanna' succeed?/
Did you consider all those options we didn't see?/
As I proceed to bleed and cry for my own breed/
There's a question hovering, with an answer I need/
Yo, what happened to the Ummah once known so well?/
Greatness was known, but now, can you tell?/
CAN YOU TELL?!
[Chorus - Prophit]
Every night 'fore I sleep, I ask our Father/
Can we even win? Is there a need to bother?/
I see so much hate, blame being placed/
They try to hold us down, so we stay in our place/
One day it's gon' change, problems solved/
A man dies, a child is born, the world revolves/
Songs of freedom sung, as life goes on/
We gotta' stand up before all the hope is gone/
[Outro - Prophit]
Yeah! Yo... Shou
