My fire and my ashes I sow and reap I bleed while I torture myself My ink is my blood My sadness and my heart I move away while approaching here were my dreams Simple and in front of me As my pigeons they have flown away And did not say hello to me I collected my debris Who I built my statue with And I walked in my darkness Alone, I in the crowd With people I am alone I no longer understand my language stranger from my image I am relieved in my torments And I add poison to my drink my war is my beating heart and my terrorist mind pray for me mom so that my worries go away You are the light I have left, and the rest is darkness my heart, my mother is a massacre And treacherous feelings every time My fire and my ashes I sow and reap I bleed while I torture myself My ink is my blood My sadness and my heart I move away while approaching here were my dreams Simple and in front of me As my pigeons they have flown away And did not say hello to me I collected my debris Who I built my statue with And I walked in my darkness Alone, I in the crowd With people I am alone I no longer understand my language stranger from my image I am the bird that clipped my wings I'm the prisoner who won't break free I am the wounded who savors his wounds I am the artist who makes you dance with his misfortunes the flames are from my fire The smoke from my volcano Sing with me my sorrows my loss and my heart that makes me cry I am the judge and the lawyer And condemns me to death Even my remedy is my illness I love my schizophrenia and suffer from my quarrels My fire and my ashes I sow and reap I bleed while I torture myself My ink is my blood My sadness and my heart I move away while approaching here were my dreams Simple and in front of me As my pigeons they have flown away And did not say hello to me I collected my debris Who I built my statue with And I walked in my darkness Alone, I in the crowdFire and ashes
Bro . . Muslim is the one who had a touching words and no ine is better then him in writing and wirds choice .. i hope you listen to him more you will fall in his music . Btw he is rapping since 1996
You have to learn the Moroccan language in order to understand the meaning of the words..it will benefit you a lot, you will not lose anything. Come on, try my friend👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
My fire and my ashes
I sow and reap
I bleed while I torture myself
My ink is my blood
My sadness and my heart
I move away while approaching
here were my dreams
Simple and in front of me
As my pigeons they have flown away
And did not say hello to me
I collected my debris
Who I built my statue with
And I walked in my darkness
Alone, I in the crowd
With people I am alone
I no longer understand my language
stranger from my image
I am relieved in my torments
And I add poison to my drink
my war is my beating heart and my terrorist mind
pray for me mom
so that my worries go away
You are the light I have left, and the rest is darkness
my heart, my mother is a massacre
And treacherous feelings every time
My fire and my ashes
I sow and reap
I bleed while I torture myself
My ink is my blood
My sadness and my heart
I move away while approaching
here were my dreams
Simple and in front of me
As my pigeons they have flown away
And did not say hello to me
I collected my debris
Who I built my statue with
And I walked in my darkness
Alone, I in the crowd
With people I am alone
I no longer understand my language
stranger from my image
I am the bird that clipped my wings
I'm the prisoner who won't break free
I am the wounded who savors his wounds
I am the artist who makes you dance with his misfortunes
the flames are from my fire
The smoke from my volcano
Sing with me my sorrows my loss and my heart that makes me cry
I am the judge and the lawyer
And condemns me to death
Even my remedy is my illness I love my schizophrenia and suffer from my quarrels
My fire and my ashes
I sow and reap
I bleed while I torture myself
My ink is my blood
My sadness and my heart
I move away while approaching
here were my dreams
Simple and in front of me
As my pigeons they have flown away
And did not say hello to me
I collected my debris
Who I built my statue with
And I walked in my darkness
Alone, I in the crowdFire and ashes
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Bro . . Muslim is the one who had a touching words and no ine is better then him in writing and wirds choice .. i hope you listen to him more you will fall in his music . Btw he is rapping since 1996
In Morocco we say Yema to our mothers. That is both in Darija and tamazight.
اعشق مسلم
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Muslim moroccan rapeur
Yama = Mom
Yama it meant my mother in Morocco
yama is mama
u make it more interesting by do that reaction peace for ur energy
Yama=,mama.
wa Dili ya yima bash tzol lroma nti nor lib7a wel lba3i ri dalam
Ymma chi's mam
РВАТЬ НА БИТАХ 2 - DEAD MEDOED vs 2x0.5 (ДЕН ЧЕЙНИ & EDIK_KINGSTA vs V.V. & АЙ ЭМ)
yama is mother broo
Yema she is. His mather
You have to learn the Moroccan language in order to understand the meaning of the words..it will benefit you a lot, you will not lose anything. Come on, try my friend👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍