[sral]

aka ConVerse, Pot Bellied Conan
posted at: MrBlunt, UrbanProwlers, RhymeNReason, RapMusic
Crew: S.M.O


"...Delusive Martyr..." (2004)




He swore to an oath, which is like a sword or a rope,
where Death was his bride and he was born to propose,
all for the hopes of meeting his master, heated in passion,
in evening’s he’d ration means for a blast to leave you in fragments,
his belief was in actions written in codes,
where he’d misinterpret what his master’s scripture proposed,
because whenever shrapnel rips through your bones,
or if you’re in a shack when a blasted missile explodes,
It was only a chapter of infinite poems,
where he consulted his faction to the kill you alone,
yet lonely & afterwards he’d kneel in his home,
and groan at the plasma that spilled on the stone,
Yet mourning was fast to be abbreviated, to peak his hatred,
and to speak of Pagans he’d look overseas while stating:

YOU'RE the great plague murmuring curses and,
Purchasing virgins to work with the perverts and,
If we die as martyrs while serving our purpose,
It was YOUR faith that murdered the murderers.

“I, Karim Al-Amin, find sustenance in this cause,
And as a servant, I’ve put my trust into this law,
I wish to display my hunger in this accord,
And I have no reservations to punish them for Allah”

And he decided to transport some items in Jansports,
With a smile, and his passport he walked out of the airport,
Onto enemy grounds where he’d get on a bus and,
Decide to take all of its civilians with him to judgment…



YOU'RE the great plague murmuring curses and,
Purchasing virgins to work with the perverts and,
If we die as martyrs while serving our purpose,
It was YOUR faith that murdered the murderers.