

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] (Crisp snare snaps. A bluesy guitar wails once, then settles into a rhythmic pluck.) Yeah... Keep that same energy. Clear eyes. Pure heart. Listen. [Verse 1: The Observation] I’m exhausted by the optics, tired of the fake critiques From people hiding shadows while they’re polishing their cheeks. I see the judgments in the squint, the whispers in the hall, The same ones wishing for my rise are praying for my fall. Hands always extended like a cup that’s never full From the ones who never planted, but they’re always here to pull. Your disrespect is loud even when you don’t speak a word, I see the phony in the grin, it’s the loudest thing I’ve heard. Lying dormant in the dark, bacteria in the deep, Sowing seeds of malice while the rest of us are 'sleep. But you can’t poison a well that’s connected to the source, I’m charting out the map, yeah, I’m locking in the course. [Chorus] (Soulful backing: La ilaha ill Allah...) I walk the path that’s narrow, I walk the path that’s true I see the snakes in the grass and I see right through you. Purified and steady, standing in my light, The truth is my armor and the Word is my might. [Verse 2: The Contrast] You’re filling up your temples with the lean and ethanol, Searching for a ceiling while you’re headed for the fall. Drowning out the spirit just to satisfy the flesh, Running from the mirror, trying to keep the lie fresh. But my temple is a fortress, purified by the Divine, I don't need the liquid courage just to make the vision mine. You’re clouded by the vapor and the poison in the glass, While I’m watching every shadow as the vipers try to pass. The more you chase the bottom, the more the vision clears for me, I see the traps you’re setting and the ones you cannot see. [Verse 3: The Impact] (Beat strips to a heavy bass kick and a soulful organ swell) Now look me in the eye, see the strength of a believer, I’m the fever for the fake, I’m the cure for the deceiver! You thought the silence was a weakness, thought the patience was a flaw? But I was sharpening the spirit under Heaven’s perfect Law! I don't fear the judgment of a man who cannot save his soul, I don't need a seat at tables where the devil takes the toll. Every snake is out the grass, every mask is on the floor, I don't have to seek the light—I am the open door! Standing tall in my conviction, anchored deep within the rock, Foundation is eternal, I ain't watching for the clock. I’m faring true and heavy, I’m exactly where I should be, La ilaha ill Allah—the only truth that sets me free! [Outro] Walk straight. Stay pure. I see you. But more importantly... He sees you. (Fade out with a final, soulful hum)
Tags
rap, hip hop, rock, soul, male, live
2:48
No
3/3/2026