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KABIR Lyrics[Verse 1: Muslim Belal]
GT with the 360° handlebars
I got the electricity key and my gas card
I need to top up on life so we don't starve
I was walkin' 'round the block like I'm Omar

[Verse 2: Muslim Belal]
Mum sent me to my room to learn the Lord's Prayer
Conversations with Allah like I know he hears
Pugwall's Summer, Byker Grove
She said, 'You're the man of the house', when I was 9 years old
I didn't go no Beavers, no Cubs or no Boy Scouts
I couldn't afford the subs that was three pounds

[Verse 3: Muslim Belal]
We was hurting real bad but we never spoke
We were suffеring pain that we never showеd
Ryu, Ken, Street Fighter at the arcade
I'm tryna live good, livin' in a dark age
Eighteen for the month, mummy got paid
And nineteen for the month, she was broke again

[Verse 4: Muslim Belal]
They set me on a bad path
I ain't never seen my dad laugh
Dropped a dental with my bubble bath
Pull out the choke to help the car start
My bad ways with a clean heart
Pat ball on a brick wall
My drop tag, the way my jeans fall
My big bros, the way the creps drop
Iceberg with a Versace top
Gray hairs 'cause I lived a lot

[Verse 5: Muslim Belal]
I live again with SPOT
I'm sixteen and I'm on the block
I'm seventeen and I'm on top
I'm eighteen and I'm feeling lost
I'm nineteen and I'm in the mosque
My whole team got the fear of God

[Verse 6: Muslim Belal]
I'm humbled in my Nike socks
I'm old school and I seen a lot
I'm grateful for everything I got
I stand tall, raise my hands then drop
Right down to the ground in sajda
Raised on noodles, not pasta

[Verse 7: Muslim Belal]
I know what it's like to have nothing
This faith is more than something
Allah gave me a second chance
Michael Jordan in the last dance
I'm on Deen, till death do us part
I was on the roundabout, I found my exit, now I drive home
It's lonely in this car alone

[Verse 8: Muslim Belal]
But it's peaceful when it's just me
Abdul-Rashid Ali Soufi
Through my speakers on the motorway
Bro, we came a long way
I'm from the kitchen where there's two ways
Fix up before you meet the grave
Or you die in a bad state

[Verse 9: Muslim Belal]
That's just life on a bad estate
Guilty by association
Raised with a concealed weapon
And guided by the true religion
Allah's favours, can't deny them
I'm humble and I'm grateful
I found peace when life's simple

[Bridge]
These are my trials in life, these are my trials in life, oh
These are my trials in life, these are my trials in life, oh
This is my journey home, this is my journey
This is my journey home, this is my journey

[Verse 10: Essam]
Ayy
My pen is my sword like Hassan bin Thabit
Front line when it's war, you could call me mujahid
If it cost me my faith, then brother, you can have it
I was taught by the shaykhs but was raised around the bandits

[Verse 11: Essam]
Caught up in the Dunya, stuck up in the cycle
Face to the floor, only way is survival
Praise to my Lord till the Day of arrival
My faith need revival, my faith need revival

[Verse 12: Essam]
March from the sands to the concrete jungle
Came from the dirt, now we buried under rubble
For a dollar bill, I won't fold nor crumble
If you are attached to this Dunya, you in trouble
I can't trade eternity for what's temporary
I put my Deen first and the rest secondary
I ain't scared of death, let me tell you what's scary
Shahada necessary for reaching the cemetery

[Verse 13: Essam]
They murder children and their hearts have hardened
Sell stolen land, won't get a scent of the Gardens
From Palestine to Paradise, the land of the martyrs
Real sons of Adam, we was raised with no fathers

[Verse 14: Essam]
Ayy, from Holly Park to Brixton
The trench is where we livin'
Allah sent guidance from the ghettoes to the prisons
Now we on a mission
Changin' up the vision
Umma multiplyin', how we still in division?

[Verse 15: Essam]
We are from the fastest growin' religion, glad tidings to the strangers
I'm grateful I'm different
Followin' the prophets, I ain't talkin' bout business
The angels who write on our shoulders are witness

[Verse 16: Essam]
I was introduced to the gang from a chit
Had a void in my heart like the holes in my fit
Dirt up on my kicks, let me tell you 'bout my script
Spike Lee couldn't write something like this

[Verse 17: Essam]
Single mother, shelter, canned food, no diapers
Outside in the cold, had to huddle 'round fire
Mama birthed a poet, never thought I'd be a writer
Twelve years old when I was hoppin' in the Cypher
In between the streets and the Deen since a teen
Got my heart dirty, went to the mosque, get clean

[Verse 18: Essam]
Fillin' up my faith, I was riding on E
Started stacking deeds with those who believe
Started out local, now we all global
Headed to the top and I ain't goin' dolo
Tourin' the world and I ain't goin' solo
Used to make music, now I'm spittin' all vocal

[Verse 19: Essam]
I was thirteen when ummi fell into a coma
Influenced by the gangsters so a G is my persona
Ever since a youngin', had to thug all by my lone and
On this journey like a soldier (Like a soldier)

[Bridge]
These are my trials in life, these are my trials in life, oh
These are my trials in life, these are my trials in life, oh
This is my journey home, this is my journey
This is my journey home, this is my journey

[Outro: All, Essam]
These are my trials in life, these are my trials in life, oh
These are my trials in life, these are my trials in life, oh
This is my journey home, this is my journey home (Ayy)
This is my journey home, this is my journey