Some say I’m cursed cuz Gaza was the place of my birth
Where as a youth I fought invaders with a fistful of earth
My father martyred, two brothers locked in Zionist dungeons
I fought the soldiers ‘til a rifle butt knocked me unconscious
My mother’s tears they begged me to avoid the resistance
I did my best to obey her wish as God is my witness
When the brigades paid a visit I said I couldn’t enlist
They said no problem you could start by raising your fist
Over time the urge to resist grew strong in my heart
I regret that I didn’t lock and load right from the start
I pray for ample ammunition cuz the world won’t listen
So we I resist by any means ‘til my sole is risen
The more of us they massacre the more their plot is in peril
We pray for martyrdom Zionists made a pact with the devil
After the bombs fall, witness a fist emerge from [bad word] Now tell me what’s your story how did you enter the [bad word] 

I’m from [bad word]  my roots in Lebanon,
I can still see the blood on the streets I walked upon,
From the Zionist bombs, they murdered my mom,
And my father was a shaheed, died with a gun in his palm,
As a young man, I began my expedition,
The Koran in my hand, gave Allah my submission,
Travelled many lands and I fought the opposition,
We attack, when attacked it’s a part of our religion,
I know my position, a mission with causes,
I got one path and I don’t change courses,
My journey took me high up in the north caucus,
With Emir Khattab and Chechen freedom forces,
Battle the infidel, [bad word] made contingents,
Brothers from around the world have joined the resistance,
We freedom fighters but they call us militans,
We fight for our people, lands and independence.

We dug a trench like the Holy Prophet did in Medina
Some said build a wall and top it off with concertina
but the Zionist enemy dropped bombs from the sky
Good thing most of our fighters were ready to die
What kind of tactics do Chechen fighters bring to the battle?
Here we got punk collaborators roped like cattle
But much worse cuz with these snakes we show no mercy
My only aim is to please Allah, these rats can curse me
Guerilla warfare, guerilla tactic,
We a small unit, so we move in and attack quick,
Ambush the army, unconventional but acerbic,
The road side bomb, hit the army [bad word] accurate,
They can harm me of death I’m not afraid,
I’m the first in the pack, in time for any raid,
My place in paradise, it be ready and made,
So my ummah pray for us as we fight the [bad word]