Teddy Roxpin - Remain Calm lyrics

[Verse 1: Tragedy Khadafi] Hollow grams in the dashboard You love the war report But I can't go back now, can only fast forward Dark matter, champion status, tap your gla** jaw Tread like nuclear warheads about to blast off Lazarus hailing it six straight to the mic-coard Live persona, I'll blow like twin llamas Any given day, rather have Bush than Obama The devil you know is better than the one you don't Plus they federal knows I spit the illest quotes Playing my hands, sipping water from Zamzam Immaculate original man, hood (?) plan Verbal awesome, my thoughts stay sparking like a larking War like Zulu's and Spartans Tsu like the spirit of young Trayvon Martin Allah bless 'em, I'm the truth, no question Ambidextrian style, I murder all sessions [Hook] (I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah La ilaha illallah illallah) [Verse 2: Blak Madeen] Blak Madeen with the King of Queens, not Doug Heffernan We're doing our thing for the deen, not drug peddling For all the gentlemen, yo, a**alamu alaikum (?) we gonna make it into Paradise Heaven eternal life Islam is dangerous if you don't learn it right (?) No god but God as we wait for God to give him a go We got 12 imams like the Israelites Revolutionary Shia, not a liberal white Peace to Isa, but I never celebrate Easter Spit a rhyme combine maghrib and isha Treat my wife like she's Lady (?) Try to raise my daughter like she (?) We all disappear like abracadabra Right now we in the dunya next to hereafter [Hook] (I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah La ilaha illallah illallah) [Verse 3: Tragedy Khadafi] Spit at the Grim Reaper My father, I resemble him in features Came into the light, she was game-type slimzy skeezer Through the faces, pages invaded cuts Mine was made up, decision for living was greater cause Timely divinly defines me Acknowledge or settle, as the polished metal reminds me Living up the riches of the land Greed and wickedness is the sickness of man The big picture depicted like a diagram The prize occupies the nerve center Birds' get you sent up, cut to the pavement Herbs dismembered, a front chief for 21 Jump Street Waves are not native to this country You got ate up like lunch meat You toungue-tied The land of the Suns my God As I summarize the story of the son Holding the glorious Qur'an This is the damn king warrior song Victorious a don [Hook] (I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah La ilaha illallah illallah)