Black Slave

[Chorus: Muslim Belal & Faisal Salah] x5
Black Slave, came a long way from my old days
Now I live life in the slow lane
Making my way to my destiny

[Bridge 1: Muslim Belal] x2
I guess we forgot what we came for
What we're made for
What we're aiming for
I guess we forget our purpose
And we're still lost in this life that's worthless

[Verse 1: Muslim Belal]
Well as the sky turn's black, my future starts to fade
And all I have is what I see in front of me today
Cuz this could be the last hour, that's the reality
I worry about tomorrow, when he greets me
Black boy lost till the age of nineteen
Pick up my first book, I'm inspired now to read
I always had that image of a badboy in the street
Always had a crazy love for Allah, inside of me
Now what's the truth of the life of this world
See I was sitting there, asking myself
Cuz I could go for money, or girls quite easy
I could be that superstar, always seen on TV
But does it make me happy? Will it make me smile?
Does this last for ever? Or just a short while?
What happens after the nightclubs? After all the raids?
Or after all the fame, when my name starts to fade?
Or after old age, when my bones start to fray?
What happens after the church, or the mosque, or the grave?

[Chorus: Muslim Belal & Faisal Salah] x2
Black Slave, came a long way from my old days
Now I live life in the slow lane
Making my way to my destiny

[Verse 2: Muslim Belal]
They say, the topic of death is depressing
I say, it depends on the brother and a vision
Cuz after these years, we're surviving in a prison
I pray there's a life waitin' for us in the heaven
Imagine, a land of justice and perfection
No more police, poverty or politicians
After being in them streets, victim of the system
We're finally free, runnin' round like the children
This could all be, I know it won't be easy
One from every thousand, I want that one to be me
Livin' in a land of no rain
Always good weather, stopped partyin' today
So I could party there forever
And they don't see the vision like I see it
They're caught up in this life, they're lost, so be it
I wanna chill with my wife with a Moroccan mint tea
Visualised in paradise, that's where I wanna be

[Bridge 2: Muslim Belal]
But it's like I got this dunya on my shoulder
The young brothers say they can't rely upon their olders
So they're, coming to me with all their questions
MB, what I can do about my hollow-filled obsessions
And I'll be like, "Wow, how did I end up here?"
It's funny how life could turn around within some years
The other day I was trappin', droppin' off a sample
Now they say I'm settin' an example
Dealin' with a handful of sins, trimmed down from a mountain
Looking at my past life, the gang I rode around in
Sippin' at the Zamzam fountain
With my ihram around my 'awrah round my brown skin
Lookin' like a-

[Chorus: Muslim Belal & Faisal Salah] x2
Black Slave, came a long way from my old days
Now I live life in the slow lane
Making my way to my destiny