Juggernaut

They call me juggernaut Don't matter if I'm a thug or not These crooked cops want to see me shot Or behind a cell to rot Stock up on our herbs and crops Prop your god in urban spots Don't work then stop And pop up somewhere rural try to spread the cross They crude and barbaric Practice esoteric forms of black magic Passage from the book make you suckaz vanish That is cuz the truth is known to cause damage All my life I've been a paki savage Welterweight but still can make you suckaz perish Well read enough to make you feel embarrassed Prolly why they keep on calling me a terrorist Brown-skinned like Buddha was Everybody too fake don't know who to trust Fast money attention what they all lust But all I want out of life is a little love Pak like Quad Azam mere naam Qom Qazamah Pack the lama and some body armor ready for Yawm al-Qiyāmah I want Niravana, so I'm ducking bad karma The dharma be clean but running from the police They want me dead in the street like a Hazara I pack nothing but heat like the Sahara Like Lara, quick on my feet can't be beat Mystic like a tantric rocking this beat They get the creeps when a paki speak Drop that heat lyrically like a wiki leak All this stress in my life if only you could see All this pain agony in my zindagy Smoking weed constantly just so I can sleep Peace the mantra, spirit Lost inside Shambala as I make dua to Allah To keep me away from sorrow Living off time that's borrowed Ducking bullets that's hollow Living in this hell hole America, the beast be scaring ya He coming to ya area Terror coming near to ya Similar to Sryia, bombed and depleted Devil like Marciano, white and undefeated Faith is what is needed, most people cannot see it Feeding the demons, just to be in the cement