M-E

Old walls that I built for you
Just to dig me out with silver spoons
No I didn’t see it coming, oh
Old walls that I’m stuck inside
I guess beauty sees what I can’t find
I didn’t, no I didn’t, see it coming
Well I got your code and I got your message
I want you to know that you
Are the love of my life
The love of my life
You never leave when the song is over
You ride or die til the end
You’re the love of my life
You’re the love of my life
My life
From Baghdad to Beirut
I’m losing my damn roots
Far from home
Nobody cares about us
Nowhere to go to
This a sensible topic
But I’m rapping on it
Risking my freedom
Risking my peace
My people
My home
I lost all of these
But I’m not giving up on them
Tell me what happened to Raqqa?
Kabul, Baghdad, and Sana'a
So much heritage wrecked like Bosra
Palmyra and Gaza
But then
There’s so much depth to this grief
So much pain you can’t see
So much more to be dealt with
That no one even bothered to seek
I’ve seen mankind killing over
Money and jewels
Then starting over
Feeding off power
Feeding off hate
And watching all of us go under
I just wanna see my region
Find its strength and pride again
History has yet to show
If it’s gonna change or repeat itself
Like MLK I’ve had a dream
Where no land in the Middle East
Would suffer like they did in
Syria, Yemen, and "Felestin"
The question is
Would you rather save the people you love?
Or watch ur enemies die?
So 'till the day that I die
My voice, my body, my soul
My faith, my pencil, my fuel
Is for this fight
Old walls that I built for you
Just to dig me out with silver spoons
No I didn’t see it coming, oh
Old walls that I’m stuck inside
I guess beauty sees what I can’t find
I didn’t, no I didn’t, see it coming
Well I got your code and I got your message
I want you to know that you
Are the love of my life
The love of my life
You never leave when the song is over
You ride or die til the end
You’re the love of my life
You’re the love of my life
My life
How many brothers died for this shit?
Brother trust me I am done with this shit
Fact is
I went through all this trouble
To end up behind where I started all this
7000 years of history
Yet pain is all I see
They called us savages
What an irony
We had actual kings
From the Achaemenids
Cyrus the great
Founded the rights that you claim that u made
We founded poetry, maths, astronomy
Islam, Judaism, and Christianity
This for the Armenians, Arabs, and the Kurds
Persians, Assyrians, and the Turks
Azari, Bakhtiari, and Lurs
Never been divided
Fuck what you heard