All right, mamas and daddies, unwind your minds and rethread your heads, because I, DJ Wolfman Jihad, am gonna present to you now a platter that matters, a beat that's sweet -- that's right, I am gonna lay a rhythm riff on ya to make groovin'...behoovin'.
It's my man Busta Rhymes' new single, "Arab Money," and baybeeee, it's got the dhimmis over across the pond in a twist:
"Galaxy FM suspends DJ over Busta Rhymes's single Arab Money," from The Mirror, December 2 (thanks to Weasel Zippers):
Radio station Galaxy FM has suspended two broadcasters for playing a controversial new song which some claim is offensive.The title of Busta Rhymes' single Arab Money has been branded racist and the rapper is accused of mixing up elements of the Koran.
The song has barely been aired in the UK for fear of upsetting listeners.
And, uh, for fear of getting blown up. But here at Radio Free Jihad Watch, we are waaaaay past that. And that freedom of speech thang? We are, like, all over that. So don't get me wrong: it isn't that I, DJ Wolfman Jihad, Papa Soul himself, think that Busta's latest joint is great art, yo. Nor am I into offending peeps, just in case anyone is really offended by this, know what I'm sayin'?
What Papa Soul is saying is that other groups have to put up with plenty of offense all the time, and if they speak up they're decried for censorship. But when it comes to Muslims and Islam, we all better shut up and toe the line, or else. And that, my friends, is ominous.
Yo, Busta! Welcome to the fraternity of Salman Rushdie, Theo van Gogh, Ayaan Hirsi Ali, Geert Wilders, and so many more. You're in good company.
Kick it, Papa Soul, kick it.
Errata Sheet:
For "just in case anyone is really offended by this, know what I'm saying?"
Read "just in case anyone is really offended by this, know what I'm sayin'?"
Thanks, Hugh.
Fixed, yo.
Papa Soul
It's too late to ban it...I have already seen it. It was great, I liked it a lot...
Galaxy FM did not fire the dj's because of racial outrage, they fired them out of fear.
Fear of the religion of peace.
The fear that Islam may want to 'share' some of its 'peace' with them...Allah willing...And he always is...
Yo Robert...I didn't know you were so hip. You've got the lingo nailed man. Cool. And I know what you're saying. I can just see you in hipsters and crooked baseball cap. Do you wear bling too?
Oh man, that's some serious hornet's nest whacking with a rhetorical rhyming baseball bat. The Mohammed of Dubai has every powerful person in the West on speed dial and a leash.
I suppose if the song had been about "effin' Christian whores on the altar of the Lord," the DJ would still have his job...
Cheers
Well hello, Papa Soul, I've dropped by to pick up a reason...
Trying the post again without links
Muslim Arab Money-->Muslim Arab Supremacism
This video has great potential in undercutting the appeal of Islam to those targetted, so cruelly and deliberately, for campaigns of Da'wa. It should be played all over the place. With special attention to Detroit and Chicago, and the relevant suburbs.
Lyrics:
Busta Rhymes Arab Money
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Ron Browz, yes!
Oh, we back in the most amazin' way
Well, lemme introduce you to the new talk
Let's get straight to it
C'mon!
[Chorus: Ron Browz]
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
[Verse : Busta Rhymes]
Now, there ain't no way that you
could kill the beast dead
I got Middle East women and Middle East bread
I got oil well money in the desert playing golf
Dolce shorts, dashiki with a Louie Scarf
Chest cold, diamonds make a nigga wanna cough
In Dubai, 20 million on the villa loft
And then I step up in the club
and then these other niggas mad as shit
The way I make the people wanna
sing the hook in Arabic!
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Seven star hotels, Maybach, movie sick
Big bitches, knock-kneed camel-toed groupie shit
Women walk around while security on camelback
Club on fire now, niggas don't know how to act
Sittin' in casinos while I'm
gamblin' with Arafat
Money long, watch me purchase
pieces of the Almanac
Y'all already know, I got the streets buzzin'
While I make you bow down and
make Salaat like a Muslim
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
See, now I take trips to Baghdad dummy
While I use stacked chips and
count Arab money now
I don't need to get fresh,
about to grow a beard duke
So much cake even the money look weird too
Domestic bread, and I'm broad,
I'm tryna eat right
Prince Alwali, Bin Talal, Al Saul
They respect the value of my
worth in Maui, Malaysia
Iran and Iraq, Saudi Arabia!
Shalai Lai Lai Halilili Hai Lo!
Hi Li Ba Lai Hey Hi Li Bai Lo!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Ha La Shiki Hai Lili Ba La!
Milli Ai Lai Shi Lili Ba La!
We gettin' Arab money!
We gettin' Arab money!
Lyrics: Arab Money, Busta Rhymes
Yo, Papa Soul
You beamin' the truth
From Miami up to Duluth
Bringin' the word to the youth
Kick it, papa, turn it loose
Listen you peeps
I been around the block
When Papa makes a point
He don't need no Glock
He's a righteous man
Ain't no doubt
It's do you good
To hear him out
What the Qur'an says
Muslim's think its the truth
It's real clear
It's a kuffar's execution booth
Yo Papa Soul
You been speakin' the truth
All the folk know a ruse
Exposito don't know no sooth
Kick it Papa, turn it loose
tanstaafl
Fingers snappin, toes tappin, eyes close head swayin.
COOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLL
Robert's pretty fly for an infidel guy!
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Y'know, I'm not at all sure I even understood what the heck Busta was rapping about (not the first time, either). Are they even sure it was an insult?
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/ shaking head / Busta Rhymes in the same group as Geert Wilders and Salman Rushdie ... isn't that the Seventh Sign of the Apocalypse??? LOL
Not too sure what any of it means, but it rocks!
Who said Robert wasn't snarky?
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/pop/108750_muslimrap.shtml
Although traditional Muslim sects have scorned the Nation of Islam, Banjoko says that Nation of Islam's influence isn't all negative.
"To the credit of the Nation of Islam, they have been the primary reason many African Americans, and all Americans really learned about Islam. Few like to admit that, but the Nation of Islam does a great deal of outreach to the young people in the hip-hop community," says Banjoko, 32, who is based in the Bay Area and converted to Islam in 1990.
. . . . hip-hop and Islam have a history that goes way back and remains strong.
"Who else could attract so many to the Nation of Hip-Hop Peace Summit? Who else could get Suge Knight and Puff Daddy together? You think Jesse Jackson could do that?" asks Banjoko, referring to the two-day conference that took place in June, organized by rap mogul Russell Simmons and backed by Louis Farrakhan.
"Hip-hop and Islam have a long, fruitful history together and I do not see them splitting any time soon, in'sha Allah (God willing)."
However, Banjoko says, "You know, many people call themselves Muslim. Being a Muslim is ultimately an issue of the heart. Only Allah knows the hearts of the believers."
Pretty much the only high-profile and commercially successful Sunni rappers are Mos Def and Q-Tip.
The Five Percent has probably had more influence on rap than any other Islamic sect. Word of the faith was spread through a raplike oratorical style (founder Clarence 13X was so smooth in his delivery that he earned the nickname "Pudding"). Several now-mainstream rap and hip-hop phrases and expressions have come from the Five Percent faith:
Greeting someone as "G"
G stands for God and is the seventh letter of the alphabet and the number on the Five Percent flag. All black men are considered Gs.
"Dropping science"
Refers to the heavy influence of codes and math (or the "Science of Supreme Mathematics) in Five Percent thought.
"Breaking it down"
A tendency to break words into components in an effort to reveal hidden meanings. A famous example is Five Percent follower Rakim's "Know the Ledge" (or Knowledge), "Living on shaky grounds too close to the edge/ Let's see if I know the ledge."
I think the thing that appeals about this song is that - with, so far as I can tell, considerable sarcasm - it puts ARAB MONEY fair and square in centre stage, and even exposes the use of that money to buy people and influence.
It highlights one of the main 'Instruments of Jihad' in the modern world.
It would make an interesting third with Stuck Mojo's 'Open Season' and Roy Harper's eerily prescient 'The Black Cloud of Islam'.
All we need now is for someone in the black community to cotton onto the reality of the millions of Africans mass murdered, and the millions enslaved, and all those black boys who were seized and emasculated, by Arab Muslim imperial invaders and slavetakers, throughout 12 agonising centuries, and translate that history into hard-hitting lyrics and graphics.
Who will be game to create a rap called 'Abeed' (blackslave) that combines grief and fury; that mourns and rages for the dead and the enslaved and the raped and the castrated, and vows Justice and spits defiance? Take all that anger and give it a proper target: focus it like the point of a flaming spear, right at the heart of the Jihad monster.
What black Christian composer, East Indian English or Afro-American, will get down to work on a rock opera - or a black gospel opera, Porgy and Bess style - that tells the story of the life of St Josephine Bakhita of Darfur, who was enslaved by Muslim Arab slave raiders, grossly abused by a succession of Muslim masters, rescued by an Italian diplomat, freed, and ended her life in Italy in 1947 as a much-beloved nun, 'little brown mother'? Such a show, if done right, could do a lot to raise awareness of the extent of the damage done to Africa by Islam, the Arab Imperial Religion.
Other thoughts.
How about a black Jazz Requiem for all the African 'Tears of Jihad'?
How about some Blues: just imagine a song in which the persona is a black African girl from anytime, anyplace between what is now Kenya and what is now Mauritania, between the 8th and the 20th century, lamenting for her brothers and her cousins and her fiance who were seized and emasculated and nearly all died, or were forced to become harem keepers and slave soldiers, while she herself was gang-raped and is now ending her life in a harem in Arabia?
Maybe an epic film with an all-black cast, set - and filmed on location, with local talent (and heavy security!) - in Ethiopia, perhaps focusing on the story of a King of Abyssinia who in 1444 saved the lives and churches of the Christians of the Holy Land (at that time threatened with total annihilation by the Mamluk Sultan) by informing said Sultan, point blank, that if the persecution of the Christians was not ceased forthwith, he - King of Abyssinia - would destroy all mosques and kill all Muslims within his domains. He must have been awfully convincing: the Sultan backed down.
(There's also the little known epic tale of the late medieval/ early renaissance alliance between Portugal and Ethiopia, in which Portuguese fighters helped the Ethiopians against a jihad campaign).
Alfonzo Rachel aka Zo aka Machosauceproductions aka TwentyPoundSledge may be the one to pull that off.
I'll worry when Robert makes an appearance in a giant clock necklace.
Wow; that was GREAT. First time I've appreciated rap.
Wonder how long before the RapRage starts, and/or a fatwa is issued.
(Geez, whatever happened to fatwas, anyway. Haven't heard of any in the news in a very long time...)
Larry wrote:
Several now-mainstream rap and hip-hop phrases and expressions have come from the Five Percent faith:
Greeting someone as "G"
G stands for God and is the seventh letter of the alphabet and the number on the Five Percent flag. All black men are considered Gs.
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Larry--some few rappers might use "G" to refer to "God". but mostly it means "Gangsta" (also "OG", which means "Original Gangsta", which is considered a compliment).
Hollerin' at ya straight outta Oaktown.
Peace out.
I am still waiting for a news story about some popular recording artist being found to have supplied material aid to Hezbollah, or Hamas, or al Qaeda, or some some such.
Mass protests by young fans dressed in little knit caps, or vails chanting “free DJ Fatwa”, “he has a point”, “America is wayward, a little Sharia will offset the Jewish lobby”, “Islam rocks” or whatever.
Here are some links.
MTV Arabia has arrived; media expansion still knows no bounds.
“Abdullatif al-Sayegh, chief executive of Arab Media Group, said -
"What we are saying to young people is it's OK to have fun, it's OK to be naughty as long as you don't lose yourself."“
http://panasonicyouth.buzznet.com/user/journal/1331301/mtv-arabia-arrived-media-expansion/
Retired Kuwaiti pop star joins al-Qaeda
http://www.jihadwatch.org/archives/020329.php
"Larry--some few rappers might use "G" to refer to "God". but mostly it means "Gangsta" (also "OG", which means "Original Gangsta", which is considered a compliment)."
gravenimage thanks for that, it needed to be said.
I'm in Redtown (Redwood City) Listen to the internet radio show broadcast from my house Sundays 6-10 on deepmixfm.com (house music, oh well)
I'm not a big consumer of hip-hop. Some of it is good DeLa Soul,Deckwrecka, but most of it is junk like krunk, for instance. But I think the same could be said for 50's rock&roll.
If I understand Hugh's post above, I think Hip-Hop when related to groups like NOI, and The Five Percenters should be viewed as a form of stealth jihad.
Props to dumbeldore awesome posts!
dumbledoresarmy: here's that song you mentioned by Roy Harper..The Black Cloud of Islam
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UUhIFfKK3sY
lyrics:
I'm sick to the teeth of the news on the screen
of hisbullah scum and jihad the obscene
whose men plant the bombs and then live feeling free
to watch women and children be killed on T.V.
which satan delivers a child a death curse
in the name of a worn out collection of verse
I've not read the book so I cannot recite
but I'd bet Salman Rushdie is just about right
underneath the black cloud of islam
What kind of publicity needs so much blood
that's not for some sad diabolical god
selling himself as a two-bit Macbeth
as the expert in sentencing cousins to death
and what kind of god can this be anyway
that you gotta prostrate to him five times a day
with hate in your heart and a gun in your hand
is force the only thing to understand
underneath the black cloud of islam?
and the butchers who've got all this blood on their hands
are the ones who need god to be stood where he stands
blessing this kidnapping, murder and war
with books written hundreds of ages before
and women in veils walking paces behind
doesn't sit easy in my kind of mind
it speaks of oppression and no other choice
that rigid compliance with the loudest voice
underneath the black cloud of islam
You can put a lead bullet clean through this guitar
'cos I'm not overjoyed with the story so far
sharing a world with the nutters of god
is as good as being six feet under the sod
words that are written are all here to stay
and these are the latest there are anyway
and I am the prophet so don't believe me
I'm the same as the old ones except that I'm free
to give you a piece of my mind which is this
you're the worst of jehovas blind witlessnesses
with your feet in the door of the deepest abyss
which is underneath, which is underneath, which is underneath
the black cloud of islam
Here's a better link for that song..with a powerful accompanying slideshow to illustrate the words
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v7CEzf93CHY
"Hey kids, come read this and tell me what language thay are usin.."
Here is much better lyrics
Stuck Mojo - Open season
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymLJz3N8ayI
I speak peace when peace is spoken, But I speak war when your hate is provoking, The season is open 24-7-365, Man up yo time to ride, No need to hide behind slogans of deceit, Claiming that you're a religion of peace, We just don't believe you, We can clearly see through, The madness that you're feeding your people, Jihad the cry of your unholy war, Using the willing, the weak and poor, From birth drowning in propaganda, rhetoric and slander, All we can say is damn ya
My forefathers fought and died for this here
I'm stronger than your war of fear
Are we clear?
If you step in my hood
It's understood
It's open season
I don't need a faith that's blind, Where death and hate bring me peace of mind, With views that are stuck deep in the seventh century, So much sand in your eyes to blind to see, The venom that you leaders preach, Is the path to your own destruction, Your own demise, You might say that I don't understand but your disgust for me is what I realize, Surprise!
Your homicidal ways has got the whole world watching, Whole world scoping, So if you bring it to my home base, Best believe it, The season's open
I see you, Hell yeah I see you, Motherfucker naw, I don't wanna be you, If you come to my place, I'll drop more than just some bass, Yo you'll get a taste of a, Sick motherfucker from the Dirty, I ain't worrying not a fucking bit, I'm telescoping like Hubble, Yo you in trouble, Yo on the double, I'm wild with mine, Bring that style with mine, Fuck with my family I'll end your life, Just the way it is, Just the way it be, Do you understand? No matter if you're woman or man, or child, My profile is crazy, That shit you do doesn't amaze me, I'm ready to blaze thee
I don't give a damn what god you claim, I've seen the innocent that you've slain, On my streets you're just fair game, Like a pig walk to your slaughter, The heat here is so much hotter, And my views won't teeter totter or fluctuate, Step to me you just met your fate, And I'll annihilate, With the skill of a Shogun assassin, Slicing and dicing precise with a passion, In any shape form or fashion, Bring it to my home, Welcome to the danger zone, Cause your attitude's the reason, The triggers keep squeezing, The
I can't believe Mos Def is a Muslim. He writes, he raps, he does poetry, he acts, and he has good taste in women (like my girl Adele Givens). I just don't want to believe it.
A little late Asma Bint Marwan:
There once was a pedophile warlord
Who started a religion by the sword
He cut off the noodles
And stole the kaboodles
Of anyone who wouldn't swallow his Word.