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Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah 8-13-16: ‘Israel’ Today Is Still Weaker Than A Spider’s Web!

by Jonathan Azaziah

Thank you Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah. Watching the Hizbullah Secretary-General deliver yet another classic speech yesterday, I was reminded of “Spider’s Web”, the 25th and final song of my 2015 album “Son of Kufa Vol. 1: Rise Of The Anomaly”. I wrote the joint out of incredible inspiration after reading the Sayyed’s famous May 26th, 2000 speech in the legendary Southern Lebanese town of Bint Jbeil for the billionth time. Those seven little words, “‘Israel’ is weaker than a spider’s web”, have resonated with me for as long as I can remember and they represent the very cornerstone of my worldview when it comes to the cancerous existence of ‘Israel’ and International Zionism generally. Those seven little words represent hope, truth and victory all at once. Those seven little words are our comfort in times of what can feel like overwhelming gloaming. Because if Hizbullah could prevail then, and if Hizbullah could prevail again in the 2006 July War, and if Hizbullah and its allies can prevail today in Syria against Zio-Takfirism, then Palestine, ALL OF PALESTINE, can and will prevail tomorrow. Continue reading Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah 8-13-16: ‘Israel’ Today Is Still Weaker Than A Spider’s Web!

In Honor Of Comandante Hugo Chavez, Son Of Kufa Vol. 1 Is Now Available For Free Download

by Jonathan Azaziah

In celebration of Hugo Chavez’s birthday, I am making my album “Son of Kufa Volume 1: Rise Of The Anomaly”, released on this day last year, available for free download. It’s undoubtedly my most complete work and alhamdulillah, I’ve raised a nice chunk of change off the album proceeds for wounded children in Syria, Yemen and Iraq, so it is indeed the perfect time. And while there are joints about every major struggle of our people on this record–including 9/11 truth, Syria, Iraq, Palestine, Lebanon, Kashmir, the international Prison-Industrial-Complex, police brutality, Libya, the Jewish-Zionist occupation of Hip-Hop (which features my dear brother Khanverse) and even a love song and a street banger so y’all can get a little glimpse into what means the most to me as well as where and how I came up–the heart and soul of the record is the 5-part “Eternal Bolivarian” series, which is, essentially, a lyrical biography of El Comandante. Part I, “Comandante’s First Ascent”, is an introduction to Chavez and how much we love him. Part II, “Struggle For Venezuela”, takes us through Chavez’s history from his early days as a revolutionary coup plotter to the builder of the modern-day Bolivarian Revolution and its Republic. Part III, “Brothers Vs. Empire”, is an ode to Hugo’s solidarity with revolutionary states and oppressed peoples the world over. Part IV, “Pharisees On Blast”, is a tribute to El Comandante’s Anti-Zionism and heartfelt love for the Palestinian people. And Part V, the final chapter, “Comandante’s Second Ascent”, bids farewell to one of the greatest revolutionaries of all-time and salutes those carrying on his legacy. I am proud beyond proud of this album, among other reasons because my younger brother Jared Azaziah aka Dark Night did 18 of the 25 beats on it, and I know that if you zone out and take the time to absorb all the knowledge that waits herein, you will be blown away. I mean that with all sincerity and with all humbleness. So download, get your headphones on or turn your speakers way the hell up, and for El Comandante Hugo Rafael Chavez Frias, LET IT KNOCK!

RIP To Karrada Martyr Dr. Muhammad Mahdi Al-Badry: Iraq’s Culture Of Martyrdom At Its Purest

by Jonathan Azaziah

Do not cry brothers and sisters but rejoice; you are witnessing the Iraqi Culture of Martyrdom at its purest. Say salaam to Dr. Muhammad Mahdi al-Badry who was martyred Saturday night in MossadDaesh’s suicide truck bomb attack on the Karrada district of Baghdad. When Sunday morning rolled around, his wife gave birth to a beautiful, healthy son. Continue reading RIP To Karrada Martyr Dr. Muhammad Mahdi Al-Badry: Iraq’s Culture Of Martyrdom At Its Purest

No Friend Of Muhammad Ali Or Palestine: Rabbi Lerner, Like All Zionists, Is A Stain On Humanity

by Jonathan Azaziah

Question for all my Muslim brothers and sisters: Have all of you lost your goddamn ability to think? Have you? Clearly you have. You MUST have. Because if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be drooling and tripping over yourselves to praise this dirty, devilish, Zionist pig of pigs Michael Lerner over his speech at Muhammad Ali’s funeral procession, which was, for all intents and purposes, a total sideshow based solely on the presence of this corroded rabbi, the neocon Mormon Orrin Hatch and the Imperialist-In-Chief and slaughterer of Iraqis, Sudanese and Yugoslavs Bill Clinton. Did y’all even hear what this filthy rabbinical subverter actually said? Because it damn sure wasn’t “LIBERATE PALESTINE FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA!” or “All Zionists Out!” or “DEATH TO ‘ISRAEL!'” No! What Rabbi Lerner toothlessly declared was, “We call on the United States to stand up to the part of the ‘Israeli’ government that is oppressing Palestinians”. Continue reading No Friend Of Muhammad Ali Or Palestine: Rabbi Lerner, Like All Zionists, Is A Stain On Humanity

Imam Khomeini: The Seed From Which All Mighty Trees Of Resistance Grow Strong

by Jonathan “Madd Cold” Azaziah

An angelic birth…
That brought heavenly Nour to this hellish earth…
Our Noble Prophet’s (S.A.W.W.) son…
Whose life of greatness would solidify that our Noble Prophet (S.A.W.W.) won…
An orphan child…
Whose wings were magnificent, he couldn’t help but soar in style…
The winter downpour, it’s quite…
Incredible, it’s you who made the ground roar with life…
The summer’s blessed shower…
Who gave the globe’s oppressed power…
The spring’s newness…
Whose very aura was so enchanting it could bring music…
Whose fearlessness left kings clueless…
The autumn’s wonder, beauty personified…
Who sowed hope in the broken, the downtrodden and the brutally colonized…
The red rose…
Whose fragrance gives breath to dead souls…
The tiny seed…
Eternal in nature, from you grew the most mighty trees…
The giant voice…
Whose sound is so loud it crushes crowns and any and all flags that the tyrants hoist…
The thunderous speech…
That shook thrones and made corrupt governments weak…
That shook drones and awakened the dumb as they were slumbering deep…
That made the plunderers weak…
The white light…
Who made the night bright…
The black blade…
Who left the vultures, the vipers, the hyenas and the rats slayed…
Justice in the flesh…
Every attribute of Ahlul Bayt (A.S.) encrusted in your chest…
The shine of stars…
Whose vision was so strategic it exceeded telescopes that could see the other side of Mars…
The fire burning up the sires of entropy…
Who filled the Empire with enmity…
Because you made the Empire a memory…
And petrified the Zionist enemy…
To the point it began recognizing its chemistry…
As unstable, unsustainable, it wouldn’t be embedded in the future…
‘Cause the Seed From Which All Mighty Trees of Resistance Grow, said it was tumor…
Said it would vanish from the pages of time…
You were and are too amazing to ever rate or define…
Such a militant, phoenix-like, sensational rise…
Could have only come straight from the Creator Divine…
You were and are our most wonderful sage and sublime…
The instigator of historical changes that basically flowed with cadence and rhyme…
The obliterator of swine…
The maker of Revolution who gave us a reason to be unafraid and ALIVE…
Your spiritual children, those of Wilayat al-Faqih, grow everyday like they were berating the skies…
The Coast Redwood of Hizbullah, stands the highest, the most vibrant and pure…
The Mountain Ash of Ansarullah, moves untouched and achieves triumphs in the violence of war…
The Giant Sequoia of the Iraqi Resistance, fights like you taught them, so God-reliant and raw…
Sheikh Zakzaky the Southern Blue Gum, every precious word he speaks is so defiant and sure…
The Alpine Ash of Palestinian Islamic Jihad, every moujahid ready to die for the cause…
And Ayatollah Sayyed Ali Khamenei, your reflection, guiding them all…
Ya Imam Khomeini (R.A.), 27 years ago your spirit had to go on…
But you’re still here, and we still cheer and rock to your every rhythm like a classical slow song…
Ya Imam Khomeini (R.A.), because of you we will liberate our world from those who think they’re “chosen” but they’re so wrong…
Like you, the Ever-Rushing River of Truth, we will flow on…
Because you, Ayatollah Sayyed Ruhollah (R.A.), are the Seed From Which All Mighty Trees Of Resistance Grow Strong <3

The Fake 6 Million vs. The Real 29 Million: Jewish Lies, Jewish Crimes And The Collapse Of The Jewish Discourse Paradigm

by Jonathan Azaziah

Six million; or better yet, The Six Million. You know what that number, or better yet, that title, that idol-like construct, means. This is the amount of Jewish deaths at Hitler’s hands during WW2… so we’re told. The Holocaust, so we’re told; not *A* holocaust but THE HOLOCAUST, trademarked, registered trademarked and copyrighted. The greatest crime in the history of mankind, so we’re told. The Six Million. Gas chambers. Zyklon B. Ovens. Death camps. Human soap. The Six Million. Shrunken heads. Lampshades. Nazis, Nazis and more Nazis. Final Solution. The Six Million. Lather, rinse, repeat. Vomited over and over and over again from the time we’re in elementary school until we graduate university. Reinforced by movies, television, radio, music, plays, novels, newspapers, comics, media and video games, all of which are written or produced or published or overseen or owned or all of the above by the same tribe of The Six Million. Rammed down our throats with such forcefulness and hate, how it can be considered anything but intellectual rape and emotional abuse? Beaten with the same buzzwords and catchphrases like ideological baseball bats until it is cemented in our brains and we repeat the story as if it’s our own heritage and history; as if it’s part of the very fabric of our being and reality.

Subconsciously, we become the gatekeepers of this tale, lashing out in fury at anyone who dares challenge its accuracy; who dares challenge what the victors fallaciously wrote in their books after WW2; who dares reject the “chosenness” of THE HOLY SIX MILLION. That is, until we realize something of the utmost profoundness; that The Holocaust and The Six Million are just that… A story. A tale. A great yarn. And let there be nothing but clarity on that note: The Holocaust is indeed one of the great parts of history, but not the greatest CRIME *IN* history. Rather, it is the greatest PERVERSION *OF* history. Everything about it, inside and out, front to back, is a lie. A story. A tale. A yarn. A Jew-yarn! Not a “holocaust” but a holocrock! A holofraud! A holohoax! And truly, what else are we to expect from a people who the Holy Qur’an told us would be cursed into spreading corruption and falsehood throughout this world? Continue reading The Fake 6 Million vs. The Real 29 Million: Jewish Lies, Jewish Crimes And The Collapse Of The Jewish Discourse Paradigm

Refugees Of Rap: French-Funded “Hip-Hop” Tools For “Regime Change” In Syria

by Jonathan “Madd Cold” Azaziah

Goddamn do I hate these Judaized, Westoxified, colonized, House Arab, House Muslim motherfuckers, goddamn them all to hell. I’m sick right now. The reason? Allow me to introduce you to the Refugees of Rap, a “Hip-Hop” group which specializes in REGIME CHANGE RAP. No, you didn’t read that incorrectly. REGIME CHANGE RAP. Cut from the same cloth as the “emcees” funded by the US State Dept and Mossad-CIA tools Khaled M and Omar Offendum, Al-Jazeera says the Refugees of Rap are waging a “lyrical war” on Syrian President Bashar al-Assad. There are four quite glaringly disturbing things about these agent provocateurs, beyond the mere obviousness of how disgusting it is that Global South “MCs” are spewing bars in the name of a Zionist-Imperialist coup agenda. Continue reading Refugees Of Rap: French-Funded “Hip-Hop” Tools For “Regime Change” In Syria

On Malcolm X’s (R.A.) Birthday, Y’all Need Rafiqi Green’s “X-Minded” In Your Life

by Jonathan “Madd Cold” Azaziah

For the Muslims of the world’s slums, ghettoes, projects, barrios, gutters, broken-down, working-class, low-income homes and dregs of all other sorts most especially, there is no greater inspiration than Malcolm X (R.A.), hands down. But surely, ANY Muslim from ANY walk of life and any NON-MUSLIM from ANY walk of life who is an acolyte of truth loves the man once known as Malcolm Little. Don’t matter if you’re African-American from Chicago, Iraqi Arab from Brooklyn, Afghan from Somerset, Irish from Boston, Italian from Philly, Liberian from Staten Island, Latino from LA, Lebanese Arab from Dearborn, Iranian from Houston, Palestinian Arab from Montreal, Pakistani from London, Ghanian from Acca, Syrian from Miami, Chechen from Moscow, and it goes on and on, we all draw hope and strength from this incredible human being who went from block-mainstay, hustler and inmate to the most influential revolutionary the Western world has ever known and one of the most important moujahideen ever in global history. And while El-Hajj Malik el-Shabazz is gone, taken from those who adored him by the FBI and the ADL way before his time–he’d be 91 today–the words, speeches, teachings and deeds he left behind have created a congregation of brothers and sisters walking his path and continuing his battle.

One such soldier, a massively gifted brother with a face full of Nour who is absolutely ridiculous on the mic-phone, is Rafiqi Green. Continue reading On Malcolm X’s (R.A.) Birthday, Y’all Need Rafiqi Green’s “X-Minded” In Your Life

Pick A Side: Yemen’s Men of God vs. Satan’s Saudi-‘Israeli’ Beasts

by Jonathan Azaziah

If Yemen’s struggles and triumphs could be summed up in a single piece of art then this is it. On one side of the divide, you have the demonic Dönmeh House of Saud, its GCC marionettes, Jordan, Morocco, Egypt, traitorous Sudan, betrayer Eritrea, Mauritania and Turkey, backed by the American regime, the UK, France, Germany, Canada and of course, ‘Israel’, while on the opposite side you have the Yemeni Islamic Resistance of Ansarullah led by the indefatigable Sayyed Abdul Malik al-Houthi, who are defeating this coalition of ominous oppressors with nothing but their blood and their faith. And of course ALLAH (SWT) is on the side of the Houthis because ALLAH (SWT) is Al-Adl, The Just, and justice is always on the side of the oppressed as Malcolm X (R.A.) used to remind us of constantly. Continue reading Pick A Side: Yemen’s Men of God vs. Satan’s Saudi-‘Israeli’ Beasts

Hussein al-Houthi and Hajj Moustafa: The Poetic Tale Of Two Sayyed Badreddines

by Jonathan “Madd Cold” Azaziah

Sons of Karbala, Yemeni and Lebanese
In your selfless sacrifice, you’re now together, see?! It’s destiny!
With your holy martyr blood, you laid waste to the enemies’ hegemony
And even as they concocted malevolence
So toxic, this nemesis
Noxious since Genesis, they’ve been operating heavily with devilry
You still strove!
And chilled those ill souls!
‘Till those pathetic schemes were leveled clean
Like your Katyushas had swooped in and reduced ‘em to kettle steam and severed dreams
Because your raw faith is like pure grace, you know the remedy is heavenly
Qur’anic Culture is the answer
to the Halakhic vultures and their cancer
And you both walked the path of Mouqawamah to tread and reach the mezzanine
You both waged Resistance and blazed more than a trail
You were like chainsaws and the nails
in the coffins of these savages, shattered them ‘till their entity was dead and reamed
Brought so many to this Cause of Truth, moving cleverly with enmity
towards these demons who never seem to let it breathe
in their quest to offensively and endlessly
wreak havoc on Earth and spread disease and entropy
You burning embers of Nour, you roared back relentlessly with chemistry
derived from ALLAH (SWT) to inspire Jihad for the past, future and presently so epically
Sharp as Zulfiqar, your most handsome angelic wings just yell and scream
As you soar so majestically and splendidly
And your dauntless spirits…
Live on like lyrics…
in the struggles of the oppressed, the stricken and the peasantry foreverly
Two Sayyed Badreddines, glowing so luminescently in ecstasy
Two Sayyed Badreddines, glowing so fluorescently with Heaven’s gleam
Two Sayyed Badreddines, martyrdoms mirror each other!
Like reflections so clear of each other!
Like your spirits be brothers! The comparison rings true so resplendently and specially
Sons of Karbala, Yemeni and Lebanese
In your selfless sacrifice, you’re now together, see?! It’s destiny!