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Saturday, August 25, 2007

Blakstone - Gaza Strip

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WG Reporting

Just the other day tanks rolled in smashing everything from the School-yard to the building. Gassing my hometown as they downed their shells on crowds to pound, thrashing. Bombs mashing drown the sounds.
We cry why another grave (man)? Another round another blaze (man)? Bullets spray another prey, another brave man, made a pact so it's on we stand our ground. Gotta act grab a stone cause the drone's just a throw away (man) hound gotta pay (man). Save my fam and my own (man), stashing just a rock in my hand sling shot black hawk down crashing. What now? See me turning and dashing. Vowed somehow to liberate so we clashing with a passion, learning to ration, my mate got a bashing so I'm lashing with no Kalashnikov brov. Olive branch and a white dove: get stuffed! Got no love for fascist and ruling factions spurning my people's right of return. Dawn raid sirens flashing and Gaza is burning (gov) yearning for action. Churning Shaheeds earning their patch and mansions. See even in Eid we bleed, whilst you eat them sweets. And hit the streets so you clubs to beats and move your feet puffin on hash and weed, whilst we're getting beats as they club our knees, when we hit the streets to protect our peeps. Trust it's all trauma, they bust and keep blasting but like a fashion It's never lasting, we got diplomas for raw guts. And that's the life we lead its pure drama you must have caught a glimpse on Panaroma.

AWAW Reporting

Call yourselves gansters emulating hoods and thugs and toting them guns and snorting them drugs.

Well integrated, now you live in the pubs, twist up your hip and lip with sisters at them late nightclubs, acting like misfits, rub in public on the red nightbus. And not a thought though we fight daily, you know us, the Gaza youth of Islam, maybe too grown up. The Deen is different in the West, I guess its just too tough? We don't confess to know your problems but it don't sound much (you jokers). In no position to be dosing they're killing us while we're wishing for an intermission. Unhealthy living cause the foundations give in eventually we all expect to see our bedrooms fall in to our kitchens. Now Baba's (father) missing and its been two days having visions of rigormortis. He taught us that when they fought us to expect the worst. We curse the governments for slacking on their covenants, for sending regards instead of their armies. Now the lack of response is driving us barmy. How does Egypt respond? The border guards bar me. Ring the alarm, the situation's lacking Islam. They build a wall to fence us in like Animal Farm. We vow to give up nothing though they're roughing us up. Can't get to school in case they shoot at the bus. A pistol whipping if your caught nipping out after class and that's a blessing see the tanks roll in bringing much death in to the lesson, you bet it's depressing. We're pressing day by day to guard the Masjid yakhi we live this way. We have to dodge their Apaches on Monday, sneak Mama past the checkpoint Tuesday, no Baba cause they shot him Wednesday much harder now to find food Thursday, wahlahi if I had it my way, we'd all be living in Khilafah Friday, insha'Allah. Welcome to the Geezer Strip. Some call it the Gaza but we flipped the script. I heard you got it dope but you're smoking it. We trying to get to school without the pistol-whip, you get me! Welcome to Al-Aqsa's home we carrying the light but in the dark we roam. Sons of Islam but under whom we're grown? 1.5 billion why we home alone? Welcome to the Geezer Strip. You watch it on the news while we're feeling it. They're trying to take Al-Aqsa we protecting it. You call yourselves gangsta's but you don't know *&!@

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