Exist two artist using this name:

1) Arab, rapper from Poland
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1) Arab, rapper from Poland
2) Abrahim Mustafa (born February 22, 1990 in Batesville, Mississippi), is a rap artist more commonly known under his stage name Arab. He is currently signed to Stacks on Deck Ent. Born to a Saudi Arabian father and a African American mother. He is a frequent collaborator of Soulja Boy and is featured on his single "Yahhh!", but first appeared on the music video for "Crank That (Soulja Boy)". He is also a representative with Collipark. His first solo song was on Soulja Boy's album SouljaBoyTellem.com, on the song "Pass It to Arab", which is sampled from "Crank That (Soulja Boy)". He is slated to release his album in 2010.

Arab is one sixth of SOD Money Gang.

Arab has so far released 1 mixtape called Arab Money

He has also featured on mixtapes by Soulja Boy, JBar, Lil PlayBoii, and Lil Twist.

Moon
Arab Lyrics

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Restless little Lisa lived alone
In a flat for two
All of her neighbours they wanted her to move
And the landlord too
One night the stars were shining bright
She stood and stared
Through the window things may be all right
Over there

Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
So I called her up, said come to me
I'll set you free
Like a bird and leave the things you really need
She climbed upon the roof
the way gone gone, she felt strong
Now the time has come to leave this town
Start countdown
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
Down back in the flat there was a fire
Let them burn
Full speed ahead towards the end
No return
The air force thought she was a hostile plane
Tried to shoot her down
Struck the town
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
On her way to the moon she bumped into a satellite
Turned to the left instead of right
Lonely little Lisa caught a cold
But she came to Mars
All of her little sisters they filled her bed with hearts
And golden stars
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
Fly to the moon like a bird
Let the stars guide you home to me
Home to me
Home to me
Home to me
Home to me
Fly to the moon like a bird
Fly to the moon like a bird
Fly to the moon like a bird

Fly to the moon like a bird
Nu blir det inget mer för nu har jag inga strängar

Overall Meaning

In the song "Moon" by Arab, the lyrics reflect the artist's reflection on his journey, both as a rapper and as an individual. The song speaks to his personal growth and how he has evolved through his experiences. The first few lines "Piszę jak duch przenikam tę pętlę/ Nie jestem wyżej po prostu jestem głębiej" can be interpreted to mean that he is delving deeper into himself and his thoughts, becoming more introspective with his writing. He is not trying to be above anyone, but rather is trying to go deeper and understand himself better.

The lyrics go on to reference his past aspirations, where he wanted to be a rapper and expresses how he loved writing and rapping. He then moves on to how he wants to be a shaman, resulting in his experimentation with mushrooms, where he believes it helped him stop time. The song also touches on his struggle with depression, where he expresses his yearning for happiness, and the difficult journey through life. Arab expresses his struggle with suicidal thoughts when he says "Jak ćma do światła wciąż kusi mnie magia/Dusi mnie matnia niełatwa jest ta gra," which means "Like a moth to the light, the magic still tempts me / I am suffocated by darkness, and this game is not easy".

Ultimately, the overarching theme of the song emphasizes the artist's deep connection to his writing and his journey towards self-discovery. It's a powerful song that speaks to anyone who may be struggling with personal growth or expressing themselves through writing.

Line by Line Meaning

Piszę jak duch przenikam tę pętlę
I write as if possessing an ethereal quality, penetrating this loop of life

Nie jestem wyżej po prostu jestem głębiej
I'm not above, I just go deeper into my thoughts and emotions

Ciągle piszę jak duch przenikam tę pętlę
I continue to write, like a spirit delving into this never-ending cycle of existence

Kiedyś chciałem być raperem i to pokochałem
Once, I aspired to be a rapper and fell in love with it

Pisałem jarałem jarałem pisałem
I wrote and got high on the thrill of it, repeating the cycle

Potem zachciałem szamanem być grzyby wpierdalałem
Later on, I desired to be a shaman and consumed hallucinogenic mushrooms

Zatrzymywałem czas na szczęście się zatrzymałem
I used to stop time, but fortunately, I stopped doing that

Za błogostanem tęsknię uwierz mi tęsknię
I miss the state of bliss, believe me, I really do

Bo miewam ciężkie chmury i tak wyblakłą deprę
Because I have heavy clouds and a faded depression

Mówię o tym byś wiedział że świadomie nie chcę
I speak about it so that you know that I'm consciously trying to avoid it

Życie jest testem ostatni raz tu jestem
Life is a test, this is my last time here

Jak ćma do światła wciąż kusi mnie magia
Like a moth to a flame, I'm still tempted by magic

Dusi mnie matnia niełatwa jest ta gra
The fog suffocates me, this game is not easy

To gra o duszę duszę się w tłumie z aniołem stróżem
It's a game for the soul, a struggle within myself, with my guardian angel by my side

W chórze bujamy mamy łyse łby w kapturze
In the chorus, we sway and have bald heads under our hoods

Niesie mnie wena na wsi lepszego nie ma
Inspiration takes me to the countryside, there's nothing better

Czołówka podziemia jeszcze chwilę się wynurzę
I'll emerge from the underground scene for a little while longer

Naprzód się przedzieram jebanego peletonu
I'm pushing forward, through the damn peloton

A moja nagroda to szacunek w oczach ziomów
And my reward is the respect of my friends

Niżej się czuję gdy łapię znów deprę
I feel worse when I catch depression again

Zagubiony w wirze myśli jak dziecko we mgle
Lost in a whirlwind of thoughts, like a child in the fog

To nie mgła to ciężkie chmury we łbie
It's not fog, it's heavy clouds in my head

Ciężkie mosiężne a chuj z nimi bięgnę
Heavy, brass clouds, and I'm running with them anyway

I wjeżdżam na pętlę tłusto jak Bentley
And I dive into the loop, smooth like a Bentley

Zatrutą flegmę wyplułem ostatecznie
Finally, I spit out the poisoned phlegm

Oczyszczam się z toksyny terapia bity rymy
I cleanse myself of toxins with therapy and rhymes

Może się pomodlę za was skurwysyny
Maybe I'll pray for you, bastards

Nie wierzysz we mnie ej spoko bąbel
You don't believe in me? Chill, dude

Może się pomodlę na razie zamknij mordę
Maybe I'll pray, for now just shut up

Ja to dźwięki lęki wymieszane w kotle
I'm just sounds mixed with fears, in a pot

Więc w rapach i sporcie podkręcam se formę
So, in rap and sports, I improve my shape

I se wjeżdżam na pętlę tłusto jak Bentley
And I dive into the loop again, smooth like a Bentley

Odzyskałem zajawę i lecę przez osiedle
I've regained my urge and I'm flying through the estate

A wtedy leciałem jakbym był Ikarem
And back then, I flew as if I were Icarus

I wyjebałem bo tatusia nie słuchałem
And I crashed, because I didn't listen to my dad

Choć mój papa jest Dedalem i dobrym duszkiem
Although my father is Daedalus and a good soul

I kręcił mi tym paluszkiem ale nie słuchałem wcale
And he wagged his finger at me, but I didn't listen at all

I spoko spokorniałem choć inne zdanie wtedy o sobie miałem
And I've calmed down, although I had a different opinion of myself back then

Dziś trochę mam te same
Today, I have some of those same qualities

I niech to będzie mój testament
And let this be my testament

Prawie wszystko dajcie tacie choć najdroższy to mam talent
Give almost everything to my dad, although my most precious possession is my talent

Oh i niech to będzie mój testament
Oh, let this be my testament

Wszystko dajcie tacie choć mam w sumie tylko talent
Give everything to my dad, although in total, all I have is my talent

A ja piszę (piszę piszę piszę)
And I write (write, write, write)

Piszę (piszę piszę)
Write (write, write)

Po prostu jestem głębiej
I'm just going deeper

Ciągle piszę
I'm still writing

Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Jerker Odelholm, Johan Strandahl, Lars Norberg, Tobias Kjellström, Torbjörn Helander

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