[Hook] Salamu 3laikum You have Salami But sonny i'll have the bacon 3aleikum el salam You silence of the lamb But sonny me I go H.A.M [Verse 1] Those Check point, check me, sunni or shia I tried to go home, but I need I.D Tried to build with 'em, they don't like Ikea Got a pa**port but I need I.D Where's your hawiya. Got no idea "Better tell me why the f** you here?" Cuz I'm from Syria? "So join the army." Hell no. See ya, f**a Packed my bags went to Barcelona Won't pack guns in army for ya f** the draft, I'm Mohammed Ali Cuz half Asians don't kamikaze I'm travel over seas, smoking my weed I'm Dragon Ball Z, I'm charging my Qi I'm on my - party mode here! Cuz parties back home, are parties you fear That is Haram as a Mu'f**a I felt I ran like a mu f**a I ran? I'm like the shah in this muf**a Slow jam, arms on your shoulder No dance more like a launcher In Syria that's how they rock it Not like a concert, more like Iraq did BLAOW! Devil got me, in a proxy war In my psyche fighting whether or not I'm a softy, cotton filled, feel numb From the oxycontine build up But real talk, i'm real tough No mere chump at least that's what I tell myself in the mirror when i get up And then i go… [Hook] [Verse 2] That is Haram as a muf**a Shoulda stayed and hang with my other brothers Just hang I'm like Saddam in this mu'f**a, god damn Bang bang, that's trap music Back home, they all dance to it That's Syria's top of the charts Can't get off the hook and caught in these bars Middle East, Home of the sycamore Not a good reason to be more sicker for Kick in the door, wave the AN94 All I hear is I don't need weapons anymore They tell me that's war, but me I tell 'em What the hell's that for Syria now a metaphor for d**h like a Second Darfur, but by now I think we got more and i been warned Running so much that my soul is worn Out, and i ain't talking bout The shoes i wore, new kufars With Visa cards, how much is it Do you charge? You want my soul Well that's a deal, now here's the bill Just help me get this voodoo off