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Mutah "Napoleon" Beale - My Life - Spoken Word Poetry

Mutah Beale formerly known as "Napoleon" from the Multi-Platinum hiphop group "The Outlawz" After leaving the music industry 16 years ago, Mutah "Napoleon" Beale returned with poetry, raw vocals, free from musical instruments. Directed and edited by: Mohammed Alshareef Disclaimer: Please do not add musical instruments. From the city of bright lights, to gun play and fist fights To roaming the vast desert, sipping gahwa at midnight Some are waiting for me to fail But Allah had better plans Keep reliance on my Lord While relying on no man Trying to duck away from the haters While staying sucker free Making salat 5 times a day Hoping my sins won’t be the end of me You know we all got enemies Some smile, pretending to be friendly While the rest are mean mugging Trying to hide behind their envy It’s from the mercy of my Lord That I went from standing on the block selling rocks, To standing next to the kabah Making salat next to my Ahk Of course I come in peace but I’m still fascinated with the glock And if you run up on me the wrong way Then You will be treated just like a opp I can turn the other cheek, or I can turn and grab my heat Islam is a balance way of life So remember that when you’re approaching me This deen turned boys into men Kings into peasants Islamic empires stretched from Arabia to Africa Those who fought against became history lessons Those who embraced it also became a lesson, for all eyes to see and all minds to read This deen took straight Killers from out of the hood And placed them on siratul mustaqeem Blood, crips, Mexicans Gang bangers full of aggression Is now placing their face on the floor 5 times a day with out any discretion We thank our Lord, we thank our creator, we thank support and even our haters, because with out you hating on us, we will have no motivators I ask Allah for good in this life, good in the next and safety from the fire I’m Fresh off the plane, made it to the states Mobbing through the hood in Islamic attire And I ain’t worried about the whispers and I ain’t worried about the stares As long as I’m striving to please my Lord If anything happens, then who cares I came a long way from my block which is chancellor and union Where murderers turn funeral homes into family reunions Where a 9 year old, gotta hold his own cuz ain’t no father inside his home A city where once you leave your door, better start thinking raw Cuz one wrong move Your life is gone Is this the way that we should live our life Is this the environment that you really think is right A place that’s doom with no bright future in sight elders rejected us, but the streets embraced us So we had to learn to fight To you it might be wrong but to us this is all right To you, you might not understand But to us, this is our life. This is my life. Mutah Beale: https://instagram.com/mutahbeale?igsh...   / lifeofanoutlaw   Twitter: @mutahnapoleon Snapchat: MutahBeale Mohammed Alshareef:   / mh_shareef      / promagician6789   Special thanks to COFFÉA https://instagram.com/coffea.sa?igshi...