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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 F*ck what you heard