Ramadan Is Here Nasheed Lyrics by Native Deen
Chorus: Ramadan is Here
[Rap: Abdul Malik] Yo they sighted the moon, its Ramadan! Now I gotta plan, before it has come and gone Getting close to Allah, spend allota time Check the condition of my heart, like a sonogram
Uh Every knows that we gotta fast. But does everybody knows how the time is passed? Is it sleeping all of the day and the nights a blast? And forgetting the reward of the month is vast?
I know you gonna wake-up right, Drinking water maybe bean-pie, praying at sunrise…. Fast in the day, keeping that deen tight Breaking fast with some dates, taraweeh at night
Thats right, its a blessed month It doesnt mean at iftar, that you cant have fun, But strive in your heart, for your Lord the one And be Blessed by Allah, when the month is done
Chorus: Ramadan is Here
[Rap: Joshua] Ramadan vibrations, many supplications More donations, eid celebrations Good behavior means better reputations Dont start nothing, no provocations
No fighting no argumentation From the fitna and the drama, take a vacation Mosques is packed with a huge congregation Some just come as an annual visitation
Some just come for the hum of the recitation Memorization of revelation, Avoiding temptation, with more contemplation People sending out dinner invitations
Shake a lot of hands giving salutations Salaam Alaykum, peace upon the nations The world is one, no time for segregation Another Ramadan congratulations
Chorus: Ramadan is Here
[Rap: Naeem] Four minutes left, Mom busts in the door, like Get yourself up, you about to miss Suhur Turkey bacon on the plate but Im beefing Im up here sleeping, when theyre down here eating
Scenes like this, it makes me reminisce What it meant growing up with Ramadan as a kid My homies buying up the corner store, Nowlaters Quarter Waters we break at 8 its a quarter to 4
They got jokes, like oh yeah hes fasting Something about blessings, heaven everlasting Asking like the Feds up on me, But dude, let me ask you for real, is you hungry?
A hunger for the day when the sins on my slate be as empty as the food on my plate And if you got jokes, man here is a taste, Take a little fasters breath to the face.
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