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