Shaytan v. Human
Shaytan:
At last I've been released, now you hear my powers vocally
For too long I've been shackled and been referred to rather jokingly
You don't know who you're messing with and now my flows got potency
I'm gonna rhyme inside your head, make you bow down oh-so-low to me
Human:
A'oozubillahi minash shaytanir rajeem
I seek protection from my Lord from your every plan and scheme
I don't fear you when I hear you whispering loose talk in my ear
Cos I'm the slave of OUR creator – the One for whom I shed my tears
Shaytan:
Your arrogance makes me smile, you're a petty, weak individual
Do you think my style is open? - I prefer the term 'residual'
I'm around you all the time - sometimes I reach a pinnacle
Round you I'm running rings - my finishing’s almost clinical
Human:
You accuse me of arrogance and yet you're it's true proponent
Since you fell from grace above you've been my number one opponent
In this universe of beauty you're the truly sick component
Do you really think I'll follow you - the one who has no atonement?
Shaytan:
Once again you surprise me with your naivety and innocence
It's not surprising when confronted you show a freshly-found resilience
But give me some of your 'precious' time, a few lines right now for instance
And I'll open your futile mind to some highlights of my brilliance
Human:
Okay, go ahead, say what you wanna say and be gone
I'm starting to get tired of...
Shaytan:
Hold on!
You gave me your 'permission' now let me sing my song
You've had your chance to counter, now let me prove you wrong
You think you're so untouchable, safe from coming gradually undone
Now let me show you how I've trapped you in the webs I've spun
First up I introduce my friends - alcohol, drugs or intoxicants
My number one weapon to dampen and neutralise your talents
From smack to crack, speed to weed - they all 'unwind' your mind
To keep you from the truths that 'unaided' you would find
You claim that you're 'just chillin' relaxing with blunts ‘n’ pills
But in actual fact your running - speedily - away from worldly ills
Thinking that peace of mind - tranquillity - lie in casual drugs and drinking
When Allah promised you happy hearts are made from dhikr - remembrance - deeply thinking
Next up I shake your focus - until you finally lose it
I'm attacking you from every angle - with my voice - I call it music
There's nothing wrong with harmonies, as long as you don’t abuse it
But now I've become the DJ and - however I choose to serve it - your body cant refuse it
In the past poetry and melodies were geared to increase iman
But now I use sound technology to aid my masterplan
Most of 'my' lyrics make you forget your purpose - all 'my' rhythms bounce you up ‘n’ down
Instead of toiling on 'battlefields' - like the prophets - you dance in niteclubs like a clown
One step leads to another - my initial promptings start you rolling
I got you running after the opposite sex - looking, talking, soon leads to holding
Surrounding you with ideas of love, and images of physical 'beauty'
Soon gets you used to following raw desires and neglecting heavenly duties
The clever bit of this dating trick is that two people are involved - not you alone
So as long as I keep you two together - I’m 'killing' two lovebirds with one stone
I'm working on your family too - entrenching all of you in cultural fixations
Convincing them ‘n’ you that prophetic ways - are not applicable - in marriage-type situations
So there we have a brief description of what mankind has bought – and what Shaytan has sold
I've been trapping you all in that unholy trinity of sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll
You proudly claim belief in One and from 'trinities' you have been 'saved'
But my rhymes above show that it's Shaytan - 15 - love - since your teenage days
Human:
Hmm...now I see, now I see, now I realise who you claim to be
You're very clever I admit with your subtle box of tricks
I've never realised you've been hitting me with devious direct hits
Yes, you have won this confrontation in terms of what I've DONE
But past is past and now is now - back - with my vocal gun
You're forgetting one important thing in your 'reality' explanations
It's not a one-way thing - the way you say you bring - I've got support from revelations
If it wasn't for those heavenly words and the iman I have been blessed with
I'd probably still be floundering in those deeds - the sins you are obsessed with
But your arrogance has stirred my mind and has made me more determined
I'm coming back with my own '6-pack' - advice garnered from the learned
Number One in my verbal gun is 'Taubah' meaning 'turning back'
Your frenetic flow can't be labelled slow - it's understanding you really lack
Cos even though I may be the pro - the king of all the sinners
As long as I keep turning back – and resolving not to return to 'that'
I'll be from amongst the winners
They say as long as I am sincere and I'm blessed with accepted taubah
All my sins that I now regret - transform to pious deeds - erased and written over
Number Two I present to you, is keeping beneficial company
The type of friends that'll remind you of where we're surely meant to be
Which leads me onto Number Three the place on which we focus
The akhirah - our natural home - the duniya's only there to choke us
Number Four in my lyrical score is constancy or steadfastness
Which means regular good actions - even though they may be in fractions
Are beloved to the Creator of this universal vastness
Number Five keeping me alive - my heart beating as I see this
Pure love ‘n’ reliance in Allah - without whom I'd never be able to read this
And Number Six - last but not least in the list - is love for His final Messenger
Peace be upon his noble soul - his lifestyle our worldly goal - only his words can truly settle us
So there we have a brief outline of how I'm gonna deal with Shaytan's tricks
Whenever I begin to hear your whispers it's 'aoozubillah...' then I hit you - for '6'!
Cos from today my mind is made up - my destiny is sprayed up - I know my purpose well
As for you Shaytan, and all your friends - you can go to Hell.
Allahu-Akbar!



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