My Grandfather was a Muslim

They ask me 'bout religion, why?
They ask me 'bout my race and my tribe
They ask 'bout my complexion
When they ask me this what i say?
My grandfather was a muslim
And my daddy was a rasta
They were searching for the truth
And the Qur'an it gave the answer
They put their hands up to the sky
And they asked the lords why?
We nah gon worship the creation
We only pray to the creator
Guidance is the gift that the lord shall give
To any man or woman whether small or big
God said you must reflect
You haffi use your mind
So now you know the reasons why
My grandfather was a muslim
And my daddy was a rasta
They were searching for the truth
In the Qur'an they found the answer
They put their hands up to the sky
And they asked the lords why?
We nah gon worship the creation
We only pray to the creator
The messenger of god, the best of creation
Peace and blessings be upon him and his whole nation
He came to teach the world
Came to free our souls
And that charity comes from a smile
So when you see me on the road give me a smile
I'll say السلام عليكم
To my brothers why?
Cause it's peace for you
And it's peace for me
Peace 'pon my granddaddy
My grandfather was a muslim
And my daddy was a rasta
They were searching for the truth
In the Qur'an they found the answer
They put their hands up to the sky
And they asked the lords why?
We nah gon worship the creation
We only pray to the creator



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