Still Strong

Native Deen

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    In my house, minding my biz
    Sunday morning doing chores and I'm watching my kids
    You know how it is, the children watching Sesame Street
    My wife, showing me how to cook something to eat

    Now this is my life, and that is my wife, and those are my kids
    I'm working hard so we can comfortably live
    Knock, Knock, somebody is at the front door
    Honey, I'll get it I need to take a break from my chores

    Knock, Knock, it just went from knock to a pound
    Now who is this clown, trying to take my smile to a frown
    Knock, Knock, it just went from pound to a bang
    Now this is insane and now I hear them yelling my name

    I open the door, and what do I see
    Its like 23 agents looking at me
    They threw the cuffs on my hands and my face to the floor
    Dragged away, my family crying at the front door

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    AAAAGGGGHHHHH, we're not breaking, we're still strong
    No matter what they do we're moving on

    AAAAGGGGHHHHH, we're not breaking, we're still strong
    No matter what they do we're moving on

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    We're still moving on

    And they was asking me that and asking me this
    Accusing me of being on somebody's terrorist list
    I had to resist, I want a lawyers all I would say
    But they said that they would torture me all night and all day
    And so I would pray for God to give me strength to get through
    If the evidence I knew, I would prove it untrue
    Osama Bin who, they want to say I support him
    If I don't give in, I'll never see my family again
    Its been more than 10 months since they dragged me from home
    4 hours questioning and 20 in my cell alone………..

    So you wanna break me? nah I'm still strong,
    Sti--ll wanna hate me? I´ll prove you wrong
    wait and you'll see - I was right - all along,
    but as for now let me do- do my thing, let me sing this song

    Its not Islam or Christianity, Its all of the humanity
    The religion of vanity drives people to insanity
    My soul and my anatomy are patient with calamity
    I'll never use profanity just let me see my family

    AAAGGGHHH, we are not breaking we are still strong.
    no matter what they do we are moving on

    AAAGGGHHH, we are not breaking we are still strong
    no matter what they do we are moving on

    we are still moving on.

    Yeah, let me see now, where do I start
    Still the ANTAGONIST, still playing same part
    Same old script, yeah same old drama
    Only this time -- you trying link me with Osama
    Yep, its me! -- public enemy number one
    Your specific intelligence nothing but a con
    So tell me mr. officer what you got on me?
    -TRUMPED UP charges man, clear for all to see
    -What did I do now? what is my crime
    Please can you tell me why I'ma be doing this time.
    Is it coz I put my head on the ground? my foot in the sink?
    There gotta be something, man! Tell me what you found
    Is it my beard, or the funny way I walk?
    The rhymes I be spitting? Or the way I was born to talk?
    I'm an Innocent convict, victim of this era
    Oppression in the guise of a war on terror
    - My lyrical pen is still mightier than their swords
    That's why I be in the pen praying to my lord
    - Like P said, they won't let- me -out
    The faith in my heart that's what its all- about
    I'm one of them muslims, so best lock me up
    That's why I'm rrright here - stuck in this rut
    Keep my head high cant no one take my pride
    Nothing but a test from Him, we gotta take in stride.

    Chorus

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    Composición: Native Deen

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