Boonaa - Boonaa Mohammed - Body Language

DOWNLOAD ALBUM AT WWW.BOONAA.COM - For bookings or other inquires contact boonaamohammed(at)gmail.com or www.boonaa.comVideography by Jiyan H.DoganBody LanguageYour body is a snitch,Ready to rat you out on account faster than you can twitchAnd this jury doesn't missAngles keeping tabs on slabs of every thought you ever hadYou've been caught on hidden cam,Man this ain't no scam, I'd like to call my first witness to the standPlease raise your right hand, and rememberHow many times have you shook hands with the opposite genderFor business or for pleasure, even though you know betterYou still found a way to justify such a gestureJust cause you wanted people to think you were peacefulYou joined them in evil, the outcome was lethalBetter to be struck in the head with an iron needleBe shy from your Lord, not shy from the peopleAll men are not equalSome work as slaves for this world, and some are slaves for the sequelHow will your palms respond when they are questioned about the wrong?Will every joint make the point that you strayed from the Qu'ranOr will your arms hang on to everything you were uponDid you raise them to the sky or raise them to haramWill the witness please rise?And describe your surprise when you realized you were being compromisedForced to standby, as these thighs walked byAnd arrived at a sign for the blind and misguidedYou could have been standing up strong in salah all night longProstrating to your Lord, to thank him for what he's doneBut instead of getting your sujood on, you was getting your groove onTunes for you to move to by Dj ShaytaanGoing going gone when you hear that songYou know there's something wrong when music has replaced your Qu'ranMaking dhikr of who's sicker and which artist is the bombYour Ipod is your God you worship whatever's onBut I wonder what they`d say, when your ears are told to playBack every track that you heard on the Judgment dayAnd they might even complain, Ya Allah, is this why we were madeTo embrace the bass of those who'd gone astray?You listen and obey, everything they have to sayIn a way offering praise, every time you press playBut it's ok cause you know what they sayMusic is like candy, throw rappers awayYou could put em on replay, but it still can't compete withAlhumduillah Rabbil Ala'meenObjection, did you not take heed of this messageAttention, everything that you see is a blessingCorrection, but it comes with a fee you accept andConfession, it will speak on the day of resurrectionYamul Qiyama, Yawm Al Din,Yawm Al Haqq, this aint no dreamSo how will you plead, when the Jury Proceeds?If these eyes testify, guaranteed they won't lieOn all they used to spy, when that cutie walked byLooking hot like July, you just stood there and smiledThinking it's alright if you don't claim your prizeBut still all the while, making Zina with your eyesEvery girl every guy, will be placed into linesOn the day with no shade expect for whom he providesWhen all wombs will be dried, and all tombs come aliveAnd everybody will be sorry cause your body will not lieJust between you and IThere is nothing in-between the skies that is unknown to the Most HighHe knows when you are sleeping; he knows when you're awakeHe knows if you've been bad or good so be good just for his sakeFor he gave thee all that thy needs,Bestowed his bounty endlesslyOh you who believe,OMG, he's talking to meEnter into Islam perfectlyFear Allah the way that he should beFeared and don't speak pointlesslyThis piece of meat brings miseryFor those who speak so casuallyYour tongue is but an enemyA weaponry of jealousy,Especially a felony,Biting backs until they bleedVoid of facts and empathyEating your dead brothers meatGuaranteed your lips will stressWon't you let the angels rest?As they jot down every wordThat they heard, verb by verbAint you scurred? For that dayWhen the trumpet blows awayAnd you`re standing back from clayNaked, just the way you cameTell me then what will you sayWhen the scale begins to weighAnd the Judge calls on your nameYour honour, I rest my case