Jouv`ert - Golden Rule lyrics

Golden Rule Oh Allah, Please bestow upon me A chaste and luminous Female child, Who I promise to rear To be a spiritually beautiful, Black Rose. Capable of introducing lulling, Aromatic scents, Into a Black Man's world. Brightening and lifting the Clouds of discontent from His sky. Absorbing the tears Of despair From his eyes. Keeping him on a Straight and narrow path. Guiding him Allah, Into your loving grasp. Eradicating the negative opportunities Of him falling deeply in love With those street corner Dungeons of fast a** And cash. Drawing his soul, Like a disgruntled corpse, Colonized by maggots, Towards the devil's fiery, Lava bath. I implore you Allah, Educate and utilize Black Women as a tool. Grant them the powers, As you did with your Prophet's, To guide my Black Brotha's And myself, Towards your…golden rule. R. Enrique Jouv`ert/Provocator ©10/25/2010 2:25 PM