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Listen Rahim Shah - Qasida Burdah Sharif


Lyrics

Allah Cinta (Opick)

Allah cinta pada orang berzikir
Allah cinta pada orang berfikir
Allah cinta pada orang yang taat
Allah cinta pada orang bertaubat

Allah cinta pada orang yang jujur
Allah cinta pada orang bersyukur
Allah cinta pada orang dermawan
Allah cinta pada orang yang sabar

hidup di dunia hanyalah sebentar
setiap perbuatan kan mendapat balasan
hidup di dunia hanyalah sejenak
setiap pertaubatan kan mendapat ampunan

Allah ya Allah
Allah ya Rahman
Allah ya Allah
Allah ya Rahim

Lagu Ku Merindu (Featuring Shah) (Rocky Burnette)

Shah:
Ku merindu,
Merindu cinta yang tulus dari hatimu
Selalu ku impikan hidup bersamamu
Ku kan selalu menanti balasan cintamu

Ella:
Ku berjanji,
Berjanji mencintaimu sepenuh jiwaku
Ku tak akan mendustakan cinta kekasihku
Agar kau dapat menerima cintaku

Ku selalu, merindu cintamu
Yang selalu ada di jiwaku

Chorus:
Aku tahu kau pun cinta
Tapi malu tuk berkata
Usah kau ragui cintaku
Ku tetap merindu

Aku tahu kau pun cinta
Tapi malu tuk berkata
Ku tunggu jawapan cintamu
Ku tetap merindu

Di saat ini hatiku rindu belaian cinta darimu
Ku harap kau merestui cinta dariku
Yang selalu setia menunggu dirimu

Sohniye (K.K.)

Soniye, soniye, soniye, soniye
Soniye, soniye, soniye, soniye
Tu hi tu hi meri manzil
Tu hi chaahat mein hai shaamil
Tu hi tu hi meri manzil
Tu hi chaahat mein hai shaamil
Kuch aisa keh do jaan-e-dil
Tere bina meri subah nahi jalti
Tere bina meri shaam nahi dhalti
Tere bina meri jaan hai pighalti
Soniye, soniye, soniye, soniye

You are my love, you are my life
You are the one deep in my heart
You are my love, you are my life
You are the one deep in my heart

Tu hi mere tu hi mere ishq ki itteda hai
Tu hi mere tu hi mere ishq ki inteha hai
Saanson ki jhumbish kehti hai kuch nahi tere siwa hai
Tere bina meri subah nahi jalti
Tere bina meri shaam nahi dhalti
Tere bina meri jaan hai pighalti
Soniye, soniye, soniye, soniye

I got to move on, I, I got to move on
I, I got to move on, I, I got to move on

Doobe doobe jism-o-jaan hai
Pyaar ki baarishon mein
Jee raha hoon jee raha hoon main teri khwaahishon mein
Bhool ke main duniya saari khoya tere nashe mein
Tere bina meri subah nahi jalti
Tere bina meri shaam nahi dhalti
Tere bina meri jaan hai pighalti
Soniye, soniye, soniye, soniye

Kehka shah hai tera chehra
Yaadon mein hai tera pehra
Tera mera naata bada gehra
Tere bina meri subah nahi jalti
Tere bina meri shaam nahi dhalti
Tere bina meri jaan hai pighalti

Soniye, soniye, soniye, soniye
You are my love, you are my life
You will always be deep in my heart
You are my love, you are my life
You will always be deep in my heart

It's Gonna Kill Me (Filter)

This girl's trying to kill me
This girl's trying to kill me
She's my favorite piece of plastic held to my ear
Where do I go
I don't know
Where do I play
I don't know
What do I say
I don't know
Whatever you say yeah
Shuh

Chorus:
Yeah
It's gonna kill me
Yeah
It's gonna kill me
Yeah

And this girl's got a grip oh where's mine
I spent the night walking home
I spent the last night dreaming
I spent the last night screaming
What do you need
I don't know
Where do you stay
I don't know
What do you mean
I don't know
Where do you go
I don't know
Shah

Chorus (2 times)

The Shah Sleeps In Lee Harvey's Grave (Butthole Surfers)

AHHHH...The Lord is a monkey
Thanksgiving's coming on the Fourth of July
In the form of a girl with a needle in her eye
Well she come from out west on a nickel's worth of gas
Got her mind on her money and a dope up her ass
Outside of Phoenix where the gimmick broke down
**ed that ** for his rig and she was out of that town.
HA HA HA HAA
Well she was a hare krishne in the ashwam bed
She was sellin' (?) Had a funky-ass head
Well she put food in my mouth and she threw me on the bed
And she cut off my balls and she sewed 'em to my head
Well she's headin' back east in a 57 Caddy
Got her mind on her money and a dope for her daddy
Well I met her on the street where she beat me like a fool
Then she got me accepted to an ivy league school
Well I really did good but it's kickin' my ass
I lost 38 pounds and my eye turned to glass
Well she's looking pretty good first week in July
She's got a dope up her**and a needle in her eye
Thanksgivings coming on the Fourth of July
In the form of a girl with a needle in her eye
Well she come from out west on a nickel's worth of gas
Got her mind on her money and a dope up her ass

Don't Let The Money Make You (Bonus Track) (Xzibit Featuring King Tee, Soopafly)

Intro: [An interview with Xzibit]
[I] I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys?
All the money that you guys are talkin' about?
Or the artform? Or, what is more important? The Lyrics?
Or the leather sized stuff?
[X] I think, what we tryin' to do is device a way that the
artform and the money is like on a equal level.
You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine
line where gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas the real hip-hop
underground people that, that, that is looking for that
you know, that real shit. It's only a certain way that
that you can go up and doin' it

Verse 1: [Xzibit]
Xzibit keep it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or cassette
Whatever you select
I keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque
See I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the heat that I repeat
Now you can take the highs out of the beat
But never take the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional
Your whole style is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just another business day
Xzibit here to stay
My life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A situation only one man can walk away from
The same way he came
When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename
So why do I say ** the fame
Because it come and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be that gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and tatoos
Niggas make ya money
But let the money make you

Hook: [King T] x2
We make, make money, money
Take's money to survive
The meanin' of life with statted chips is stay alive
Cause it's all about the C-notes
Gonna be **in' when you're rollin' this too
Don't let the money make you

Verse 2: [Soopafly]
It's Soopafly,
comin' with that gangsta shit
That shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players know the rank I get
Never have to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your whole compound
Takin' all the shots
Device from the few I'm rise
Let the others drop
I elevate
Who drop when a dime never got me straight
I'm still goin' for broke
I push you to the stroke
And one man loc and say high
Smokin' to keep an open, mind
Focus on military time provokin'
The G in me, nigga
(?) when he tried to step the Soopafly
AZ you are shit
Now gettin' down with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it break ground
Many mother**ers are greedy
There's only one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any other nigga eat a dick)
** type shit
Make ya step back
Soopafly, hit like crack
Life is a jet
Maintainin' the top figures deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the river
Now, whether if a nigga step up
Be prepared to kick your rap up
Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga

Hook: [King T] x2

Verse 3: [Xzibit]
So when I die,
bury me upside-down
So the whole world can kiss my ass
Live fast
Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I catch you (?)
Xzibit comin' down like a saint
So prepare for the judgement day
Be careful what the ** you say
Rhyme these parts
Amadeus and Mozart,
the love for the arts and crash
Paragraphs to bust niggas in half
That's what I ** with
(?) time to get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck with
I mean a quick buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every black trash
Never relax, never get attached to anything
That's not gonna hand so life
I come back like Christ
Pacific natural ice
With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done
Might live by the gun,
but keep livin' through my livin' son

Hook: [King T] x4

Outro:
[King T]
We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money (x4)
We take money, take money, take money, money, money (x4)
[Soopafly]
Don't let this money make you

Ham N' Eggs (A Tribe Called Quest)




chorus:
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
A yo, Phife do you eat em? No, Tip do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all(again)
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em? (Nope)
Not at all

Q-Tip and Phife(trading lines):
A tisket, a tasket, what's in mama's basket?
Some veggie links and some fish that stinks
Why, just the other day, I went to Grandma's house
Smelled like she conjured up a mouse
Eggs was fryin, ham was smellin
In ten minutes, she started yellin (come and get it)
And the gettin's were good
I said, I shouldn't eat, she said, I think you should
But I can't, I'm plagued by vegetarians
No cats and dogs, I'm not a veterinarian
Strictly collard greens and a occasional steak
Goes on my plate
Asparagus tips look yummy, yummy, yummy
Candied yams inside my tummy
A collage of good eats, some snacks or nice treats
Apple sauce and some nice red beets
This is what we snack on when we're Questin'
(both: No second guessin)

chorus:
(Q-Tip: bridge)

Phife:
Now drop the beat, so I can talk about my favorite tastings
The food that is the everlasting, see I'm not fasting
I'm gobbling, like a dog on turkey
Beef jerky, slim jims, I eat sometimes
I like lemons and limes
And if not that, take it the road see and the salad sopped
Sit back, relax, listen to some hip hop

Q-Tip:
Gum drops and gummy bears tease my eyes
A sight for sore ones and some bore pies
And other goodies that are filled with goop
With fried apple roots
Delectable delights, control my appetites
Mine is for me, right, but I know what I like
Chicken for lunch, chicken for my dinner
Chicken, chicken, chicken, I'm a finger lickin winner
When breakfast time comes, I don't recognize
Pig in the pan or a pair of bogey chides
Mixed with stewed tomatoes, home fried potatoes
Or anything with flair, cook it, I'm in there
Pay attention to the Tribe as we impose
This is how it goes

I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
A yo, Phife do you eat em? Nah, Tip do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all(come again, y'all)
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em?
Nope, not at all
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Afrika do you eat em? No, Pos, do you eat em?
Hell yeah, all the time
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Phife, do you eat em? Nah, Tip, do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all
Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em?
Nope, not at all
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Afrika, do you eat em? No, Gary, do you eat em?
Yeah, all the time (laughing)


Black Zombie (Nas)

Uhh

[Nas]
Yo, you believe when they say we ain't shit, we can't grow?
All we are is dope dealers, and gangstas and hoes?
And you believe when they be tellin you lie, all on the media?
They make the world look crazy to keep you inside?
Why you listen when the teachers at school
know you a young single parent out strugglin, they think you a fool
Give your kids bad grades and put 'em in dumber classes
Killin shorty future, I wonder how do we last it
Underground in they casket? Ancestors turnin
I'm learnin somethin every day, there is no Lazareth
Words like God is Greek or Latin
So if you study Egypt, you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggaz is chillin, gettin high, relaxin
Envisionin, ownin shit, yo it can happen
What do we own? Not enough land, not enough homes
Not enough banks, to give a brother a loan
What do we own? The skin on our backs, we run and we ask
for reperations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop bein controlled, we black zombies

[Chorus: (sung)]
Walkin talkin dead, though we think we're livin (black zombies)
We just copy-cat, followin the system (black zombies)
Walkin talkin dead, though we think we're livin (black zombies)
We just copy-cat, followin the system (black zombies)

[Nas]
Aiyyo we trapped in our own brain, ** behind bars
We've already gone insane
They've already gave up, cut our own heads offs
Stab our own backs and dream too much
without fulfillin reality; too greedy and
can't have one or two chains, we need three of dem
Can't have one or two guns without squeezin 'em
on our own people and, ** black leaders
cause whites ain't got none leadin them, the rhythm is cosmic
Nas is divinity, the deity's prophetless
All get down and get up
Victims walkin 'round with Down's Syndrome, all stuck
Faintin, shoutin, catchin Holy Ghost in church
Scared to do it for ourselves 'less we see somebody doin it first
We begged, we prayed, petitioned and demostrated
Just to make another generation - black zombies

[Chorus]

[Nas]
You scared to be yourself, cause you in a trance
Feel free, hear the music and dance
If you cared what they think, why wear what they wear, just for you
Dumb niggaz with long beards like they Arabs or Jews
or from Israel, (?)bish'meal Allah, el-rachman, el-Rahim (?)
Islam's a beautiful thing
And Christian and Rastafari, helps us to bring
peace against the darkness, which is unGodly
So what's the black man's true religion, who should we follow?
Use your own intuition, you are tommorrow
[roaring] .. that's the sound of the beast
I'm a Columbia record slave, so get paid
Control your own destiny, you are a genius
Don't let it happen to you like it did to me, I was a black zombie

[Chorus]

[Nas]
Wake up! Black zombies in a spell for more than fo'-hundred years
Ghetto niggaz won't have it no mo', can I get a witness?
Why listen to somebody else tell you how to do it
when you can do it yourself; it's all in you, do it, do it
Do it niggaz..

Going Wrong (Featuring DJ Shah & Chris Jones) (Melodie Crittenden)

Yea I keep dreaming
But I have it all
Ooh I'm still craving
To have you by my side

I know our love is fading
But soon it will shine

And I can't see today
And I can't see tomorrow
You're burning out of my head
And my brain its going wrong

And I will live today
And I will love tomorrow
No matter what is said or done
Even if its going wrong

Even if its going wrong (2x)
You're burning out my head

I keep searching
Forever in your eyes
I'll be careful
But soon we will shine

And I can't see today
And I can't see tomorrow
You're burning out of my head
And my brain its going wrong

And I will live today
And I will love tomorrow
No matter what is said or done
Even if its going wrong

Even if its going wrong (2x)
You're burning out my head

Even if its going wrong

You're burning out my head
And I can't see today
And I can't see tomorrow (3X)

You're burning out my head
And I will live today
And I will love tomorrow
No matter what is said or done
Even if its going wrong

Ku Merindu (Featuring Shah) (Archie Bell & The Drells)

Shah:
Ku merindu,
Merindu cinta yang tulus dari hatimu
Selalu ku impikan hidup bersamamu
Ku kan selalu menanti balasan cintamu

Ella:
Ku berjanji,
Berjanji mencintaimu sepenuh jiwaku
Ku tak akan mendustakan cinta kekasihku
Agar kau dapat menerima cintaku

Ku selalu, merindu cintamu
Yang selalu ada di jiwaku

Chorus:
Aku tahu kau pun cinta
Tapi malu tuk berkata
Usah kau ragui cintaku
Ku tetap merindu

Aku tahu kau pun cinta
Tapi malu tuk berkata
Ku tunggu jawapan cintamu
Ku tetap merindu

Di saat ini hatiku rindu belaian cinta darimu
Ku harap kau merestui cinta dariku
Yang selalu setia menunggu dirimu...


Video


Here is a new Nasheed by Rahim Shah, this is from his naat album wich will release within few days, this album will be released by Q-TV and rahim shah has do...




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