Shammasi
Malyan mashakel
Salooga
Wallahi mazlooma
Ma nafie
His mom never wants him
You guessed it cause they say that we nasty
Asasi ya nassi I gotta look nasty
Lick never pass me
I never could catch it
My fabric our passion
Stitches in my patches
You never see my iris
My body never (i rest)
I never could stash it
My fabric are passion
Stiches in my patches
You never see my iris
My body never know rest
Leh leh leh
Push it to the side if you wanna have a chance
Zih Zih zih zih
Can't trust my path cause my mind sawag
Abait abait abait
Shaytan hanak but I never talk back
I rep befero I rap
But they can't confess
So dey call me shammasi
Shammasi
Malyan mashakel
Salooga
Wallahi mazlooma
Ma nafie
His mom never wants him
You guessed it cause they say that we nasty
Elastic elastic
The mind that I mastered
The jays in the ashtray the battle with the masses
The demons in my passion
A demon when I cash in
A demon for my love
Never seen an angel passing
Never talked to god in a while thats nasty
Heavenis above is it real or magic
Seems real far from where I'm standing
Shammasi
Still they call me
Shammasi
Maluan mashakel
Salooga
Wallahi mazlooma
Ma nafie
His mom never wants him
You guessed it cause they say that we nasty
Ohhhh
Ohhh oh ohhh
Ohhhhhh yea
Yea yea yea yea
Shammasi
La an zoal mazlom
Albaeed an aini ma balom
Al greb mini he knows my mood
He knows my moves
If I do lose
You never here the news
Just focus on my topic
I hid the clues to my logic
(Still they call)