what's the fronting for son 
sooner or later than later this life is going to gone 
bump your block and your area code 
haven't you heard these days i'm operating in guerilla mode 
switched off CNN [bad word] the remote in my hand 
picked up the Qur'an to read about the martyrs' end 
what's my path time to chose it 
life is use it or lose it 
sunday night's when the blues hit 
pictured a rose withered so i picked up the pad 
and scribbled some prose my mind froze but my hand quivered 
got an idea to make a quick buck 
didn't bother to jot it, 
i'm still broke so i must have forgot it

night of power phenomenon 
during the last days of ramadan 
first to believe i pray that i'm the last [bad word] 
absent these days is bravery without a gun 
had 2 daughters without a son God gave us another one 
i'm sick of nonsense [bad word] 
we sit and do nothing about the harm that they do us 
i live in the US 
everyday i think of leaving this nation 
the umma was founded when the order came for migration

My Jihad is up to me  [bad word] in Allah's cause to be free 
My Jihad is up to me 
going to war with the pen so you could bring your army [bad word] with lyrical ammunition from a position 
deep underground to avoid the enemy rounds 
asymmetrical blood pounds inside the ventricles 
keeping it steady with the, trigger finger i'm ready 
manifest destiny historically got the best of me 
clampled the umbilical i only grew to be cynical 
colonialism distorted the mechanism 
divide and conquer methodology evil psychology 
dropping bombs with impunity wanting security 
fairy tales for citizens who suffer from innocence 
keepin it skeptical inside my skull is an [bad word] 
so i lay waste every adversary i bury 
materialism your idol mentally suicidal 
rebel militia mujahideen on a mission

My Jihad is up to me  [bad word] in Allah's cause to be free 
My Jihad is up to me 
going to war with the pen so you could bring your army

drop it collossal some say abstract like Picasso 
never debate the ignorant cuz it's not worth the hassle 
give em the message say peace then i'm out 
content was on point so i never needed to shout  [bad word] on many fronts in as many ways 
took it underground no doubt sometimes i miss the sun's rays 
weary of those who open their wallets to pay us 
next thing you know they peg us as collaborators 
key is to stay independent give our lives to defend it 
a mystery to the weak only the [bad word] it 
strapped with the [bad word] so I didn't wear the explosives 
lyrics akin to swords so don't confuse them with roses 
wasn't born in the Deen i'm one of ones who chose this 
spit it in small amounts just to prevent overdoses

My Jihad is up to me  [bad word] in Allah's cause to be free 
My Jihad is up to me 
going to war with the pen so you could bring your army