Guidance (All-Star Mix)

[Pre-Chorus: Muslim Belal]
Came a long way from guns and roses
I was on them streets to Islam
Now I'm standing up like a soldier
Still greet my brother with a palm
Waiting on Judgement Day
Coulda died in those streets we used to play

[Chorus: Muslim Belal]
But now we changed
Da-da-da da-da da-da-da
We praise his name
Allah, Allah
Allah, cuz now we changed
Da-da-da da-da da-da-da
We praise his name
Allah, Allah
Allah, cuz now we changed

[Verse 1: Muslim Belal]
The streets raised me but Allah changed me (03)
Outside the mosque, looked like ministry (yeah)
And on the shoe rack, you saw some worn soles
I changed to Nike Air Max and Valentinos
Allah placed some guidance in the ghetto
Targeting the gangster youths, walking round with metal
And now they grow their beards, wrap imamahs and white thobes
Yardie boys walking round in Arab clothes
I loved Pablo and Sosa, now it's Khalid bin Walid and Abu Dahdah
And in this world full of Kim Ks, I'm tryna find myself Khadijah
And I don't mean a sister that's a vlogger, nah
I mean the one that's hidden like a treasure, bruh
Our women used to hide behind close doors
Now they're all on insta, fighting for exposure
I knew gyal that took their clothes off for a 20 note
Now they walk past you in the road, you wouldn't even know
Veiled up, letterbox flow, we changed up, go let the world know
And I didn't make these drastic changes all alone
There's a million of us revert brothers from some broken homes
Roadside2Islam, this is block dawah
Ayo, give salaams

[Verse 2: Masikah]
Picture this, black yute, wickedness
Trap food, pretty chicks
When straps shoot, snitches quick
Flip a brick, ignorance
Illegal lifestyle, I pleaded innocence
Dark hallways and dirty blocks
Serving shots, swerving in the plot
Dark water in my veins, I'm out
Spliff lazy in my mout, I lean like he's about
[Taf'ham?] my whole life was a vicious circle
I never felt safe, concealing my blade
In case I had to burk you
And have you ever felt squeezed by the evil
From the deeds we repeated in those streets that deceive you
I weren't satisfied no matter what
Big hole in my heart
And nothing I did could fill the spot
My shahadah took that
None worthy of worship but Allah
Min Zulamat Ilan Nur, left the crooked path
Sacrificed my ignorance, to go and look a lot
I'm like a strally put together that got took apart
And the block says Muslim you know
It's hard to see
White thobe, brown sandles, sipping Somali tea
Islam is deep, no need for me to pay the pharmacy
Humble, with me in sujood
This is the path for me

[Verse 3: Moosa]
I could take you on a journey of these last 10 years
Or I could take it right back to those nights of tears
I was a little boy in the block saying that our father
Went to The Bingham and came out with Shahadah
Mandem on the block, they were trapping much 'arder
I was on the block with yo cracks and toolies
They can't believe it's that same boy rocking the kufi
How I changed my life round
From rolling with live rounds
Took a trip to Egypt, walked on pure ground
Came back homes with a new lease of life
The boy stayed like a FIFA night
Didn't wanna go back to my old ways
Back to them old days
Tell all the mandem I don't celebrate birthdays
Sitting in the masjid & I'm waiting for salah to come
Brotherhood is crazy, from the 1st night of Ramadan
Ramadan
Ramadan
Ramadan
Ramadan

[Verse 4]
Hear some truth brothers
My change from dirt to deen, my true colours
It was a battle of the soul on the street
Now I glide through the Sunnah
Going through Qawl ul-Mufeed
Shaytan struck fast, like a cobra with speed
Got my dunya over my deen
Dividing me from the ummah, minus tawheed
That equals Jahannamz, fire upon me
Born Muslim, I did some things that I can't believe
Expose my sins? Nah that's haraam you see
But now I changed, wrapped a Hijabi queen
Following the path of the Salaf as-Saliheen
I love Salafiyyah, tryna be upon that manhaj
While stacking my p up, so I can take my little man hajj
It's all mad, been humble
Following role models like Ahmad bin Hanbal

[Verse 5]
Vague and translucent, I was raised in confusion
A young yute introduced into an institution
Going restless, no rest, always looking for a restitution
Against the constitution keeping me in destitution
Out late nights, fighting in the streets, distributing
Slowly losing every attribution which kept me human
Choosing a game with no winners
Just sinners whose finish is bigger losing, ah
I couldn't do this, nah
Now I'm far from the best Muslim, yeah
But when I feel shaytan pulling, best believe I keep pushing
But now I feel like a surge in my veins
When I read the words on the page
Let it lure me out the maze
Through the hurt and the pain, through the dirt and the rain
Unburden all this rage, and let it burn in the flames
So we must learn from these chains, you are the bird not the cage
And I don't know if I've changed, but I'm certainly not the same