Native Deen is an Islamic musical group from the Washington, D.C. area. Native Deen's music combines hip hop and R&B styles with lyrical themes grounded in Islam. They have three albums: Deen You Know, Not Afraid To Stand Alone and The Remedy (Native Deen album).
The group uses percussion instruments and synthetic sounds. They do not use wind or string instruments.
"Deen" in Arabic means "religion" or "way of life." Native Deen comprises Joshua Salaam, Naeem Muhammad, and Abdul-Malik Ahmad, young Muslim men who were born and raised in the District of Columbia. Their music seeks to inspire young people to keep their Islamic faith amidst the pressures and temptations of daily life. Group members identify themselves as Muslim, and wear traditional Islamic dress such as kufis and shalwar kameez. They say there is more than one way to identify as a Muslim, both by etiquette and dress. Their music typifies the subgenre "positive hip-hop".
He stepped inside his home, he was overwhelmed with fear An angel came with words from God, things were still unclear Saying read - read, but he could not read, amazing words that he heard A trembling deep inside his heart, confused by what had occurred
There was only one who could comfort him To help him see the light To ease his fears, to reassure Was khadijah, his wife…
Chorus He said Zamilooni, Zamilooni, Dathirooni, Dathirooni, (Envelop me, Embrace me) A mighty task has come before me… I need you here with me… By my side…
She was a woman of nobility, successful in all her trade Many wealthy men had asked for her, she turned them all away But when she saw Muhammad, a shining moon, may peace be on his soul He was a light for her – so right for her – her life will now be whole
But she had never seen him so distressed, as he was there that day But she would comfort him, and hold him tight, and chase his doubts away
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Bridge… We look for stories of love, in places dark and cold When we have a guiding light, for the whole world to behold But we're so selfish in our ways, to the ones we hold so close Our own pleasure and happiness is what we value most
But she sacrificed all her wealth and everything she had And he honored her, and gave her faith, when the times were bad, the times were bad...
Now years have passed, times have changed, since khadijah breathed her last. And the Message of the one true God, was spreading far and vast But then he came across some jewellery, that khajidah had once worn His eyes began to swell with tears, his heart began to mourn
Cause she was there for him, when times were rough, and his enemies were cruel She was the first believer, so keen and eager, to comfort ar-Rasool
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Mawlaya salli wa sallim da’iman abada 'Ala habibika khayril khalqi kullihimi...(X4) (O my Leader, send your salutations and blessings forever Upon Your Beloved, the best of the whole of creation) Rasullullah,Habiballlah,Shafiallah,Nabiallah