Lyrics to Signs

Leme take a moment to show some kindness to the folks that thoughts blindness was a disease that

Effected the eye alone I promise I wont judge you, I bareley know how to love you and like fools

We preach rules but we don't even follow our own

Everybody needs comfort, some people find it in this, some people find it in that and some people

Just don't find it at all but this world is full of signs from the moon to the stars in the sky

From the bees in the bugs like a seed to the blood like a feel to a drug makes a need to look up

And question what's up why you do with a stuff when your sphere is a quest then you track to the rough

But like thunder it strucks and be and it was and all the signs that were said they finally make sense

You feel the tormit so you need to repent when your heart is cemented it's hard as a brick coz your soul

Is worth more then the dollars and cents all the money in the world could not buy you hapiness coz fairly

It is in the rememberance of Allah that hearts tho finds rest...

And do not get it confused

I'm not a scholar or a preach I'm just a regular dude who makes mistakes too but we are reflections truee and

I can't talk about me without talking about you and who knew we would end up in a place so confused where

Little boys wanna be like little girls and little girls just wanna be abused where they terrorize the truth

Mentally arrested you devon know there is no law but Allah's and Muhammad (PBUH)in the raise no fool

And before that you were a tiny ball of flesh without any bones and before that you were just unknown

And now look behold you have the arrogance to assume that you just made it on your own but what were you

But a chew piece of clot before you grew and who knew you will trace your ancesteries back to a zoo you

Must have really come from apes from your monkey point of views even the devil believes in God so what does

That make you...

And who knew there would b so many views and ways to explain that he's closer to you the you juggle of vain

So if you complain that god must b cruel

Can you give Allah all that he gives to you

From the breath that you breath to the trees that you feed

From the eyes that you see to the sea that you eat

If I cut you you bleed then you heal magically

Where the illness machines manufactured for means

The concept's extreme but this world is a dream

It's not what it seems fertilizing the seeds

The proof is serene so wake up smell the deen

Praises be to he his oneness supreme

Totally unique and no need of sleep

Not like you or me his greatness complete

No partners no mates no fathers no sons no this count three and ones

Just Allah az zawa Jal even the birds sing his name the lord of all the worlds