Whos God - Raashan Ahmad, Rita J

On my knees as a seedling mastering my breathing

Praying to Allah faith comes never leaving

No pork on my fork strictly fish on my dish

On Farrakans lap as a child reminisce

That was my granddad grandma would see this

Tell me the stories and glory of jesus

He is the truth and the proof is the bible

Road map to life and the key to survival

Confusion moves in my direction

Trying to figure my path to perfection

Buddhist bahai hindu maybe rasta

All with great teachings to master my chakras

Lots of time and energy searching

Books and conversation to lift up the curtain

I feel gods love but which gang is he a part of

The one who hang blacks in his name or made martyrs

Killing daughters and sons for his glory

I know its extreme and not the whole story

Many categories and ways of thought

Till I looked one day and found god through art

Heart racing I’m chasing love has begun

With my feet in the earth and my face in the sun

That’s god but can it be all so simple

No preacher no church no mosque no temple

But now everywhere that I go

I feel most high give a personal show

Ecstatic and faithful thankful and humble

Love to the front hate to the back crumble

And if that ain’t god I don’t know

What is you live gotta find your own flow

But yo gotta move through the fascade

And find a answer to the question who’s god

Who’s god not an ipod I choose squads

Ancestors lightworkers who illuminate my path

Walking over rainbows

A little gold brass on my staff

Supreme math god bodies in the bath

What you done overpower brass

Destroy cash dusty flower lands

Came from them sands particles in the band

I’m feeling grand man take the time to understand

The proof is in the tawny tan glow melanated flow

Universal truth the great black mother oh

Going off survival based on instincts

Nurture my sphinx pose place prose

Poetry in u-n-I versal language

Not bound in fear mental anguish spiritual language

Creates the need of a mystery god odd

Misuse of power king james todd

Smith feel good with the gift

That’s stronger lift your vibration

Resist the temptation knowledge born got me open

Mind meditation induce your elevation

Reflect the light of the elohs

Same shape as them zeroes

In my cycle circle again simply

Take a look at yourself presence goose pimply

Pinch me if you will I’m alive

My soul is the spirit you can hear it

Through my lyrics proofs the mirror image

But just a mere appendage of something that’s greater

Most high the creator goes by many names

Different but the same the one covers all

Makes the final call so who’s god ya’ll