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rucka rucka ali - ayrab's paradise lyrics

[verse 1]
as i walk through the crowded street and blow up myself
i take a look at my life and realize it’s short as h+ll
’cause i been blasted to so many parts that
even mohammed can’t clean up the mess i’ve become
but i ain’t never blast a man that wasn’t non+believer
disagree with the qoran, ya know that’s unheard of
ya better watch where you’re walking and going shopping
where you going you won’t need to buy some socks
i’m reading the hadith and it’s got a quote
yo, go k!ll the infidel, it’s pretty straightforward, cool
i’m the kind shahid that all the homies wanna bе like
holding these dynamitе and say a prayer screaming jihad

[chorus]
been martyred all my life, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i been called to sacrifice, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i scream, “bro, aluwakbar” living in an ayrab’s paradise
virgins wait for me up high, living in an ayrab’s paradise
[verse 2]
look at the destination, we’re on a airplane
i can’t take a normal flight, i was raised by the sheik
so i gotta go bam into buildings
too much jet fuel in the gas tank got me melting beams
i was educated to scream muhammad jihad
got some sand in my pants from destroying riyadh
i could mold a bomb set from bakespray and a hanger
and my homies is brown so don’t search us at airports, fool
they say k!lling is the not proper way
but if it’s right in the book then what can i say?
it’s funny jihad only means inner struggle
but my inners are now all over the floor

[refrain]
when we fly, then we want aisle seats
when we storm the pit, it’s you or me, yeah

[chorus]
been blown up all my life, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i been called to sacrifice, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i been martyred for allah, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i been eating all halal, living in an ayrab’s paradise

[verse 3]
got the arab money flying toward the tower
in another minute i’m gonna meet muhammad
in iran, they’re working on building a bomb
that they could drop on great satan, but i ain’t even hating
they say they got concerns ’cause i look like i’m from turkey
if they’re not f+cking racist how can they search me?
i guess they am some racist folk
and that sh+t hurts, that’s why i blow up on this f+cking bus, dude
[chorus]
been martyred all my life, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i been called to sacrifice, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i been blown up all my life, living in an ayrab’s paradise
i scream, “bro, allah, jihad”, living in an ayrab’s paradise

[refrain]
tell me why are we in crowded street
is it ’cause we’re wrapped in tnt?
when we fly then we want aisle seats
when we storm the pit it’s you or me, yeah

- rucka rucka ali lyrics

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