This is debut album from Wahhabi guitar sensation Djinni Hendrix. Recorded Live during the 2010 anti Mohammad cartoon riots in Islamabad, Pakistan. And seeing as how this subject is timely again ...



Shukran, shukran, Wallah, let's get right on into it with this Sufidelic tribute to our brothers carrying on the brave fight in Afghanistan -- "Allah's on The Watchtower"

There must be some kind of blade over here
Said The Mullah to The Thief
There's too many contusions
I can't make this chop neat
Taliban, they stone my wife
Bombers pit my earth
Noone in this land of strife
Knows what a poppy is worth

No reason to get excited
The Thief, he kindly spoke
There are infidels among us
Who think that Shari'ah is a joke
But you and I we've been thru that
And this is not our faith
So let us stop chopping falsely now
My stump is beginning to ache

Wa Allah long the Watchtower
Snipers kept their view
While unveiled women came and went
And we stoned them too
Outside in the cold distance
A Blackhawk did prowl
Two Warthogs were approaching
And the wind begins to howl




Wallah, this is a song I wrote for Rageapalooza, 1429 and seeing as how it seems to fit this occasion perfectly ... I call it "Turbaned Rage"

Turbaned rage all in my brain
Saying things that don't seem quite sane
Acting savage and I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kill this guy

Turbaned rage, all around
Don't know if the West will cower down
Is it speech or is it blasphemy
Whatever it is, that cartoon .... put a spell on me

Turbaned rage blinds my eyes
Don't know if it's day or night
You got me regressing across temporal lines
Is it tomorrow, or just Mohammed's time

No, help me yeah ... No, no oh help me (SACRED RAGE!)
It just goes on and on (SACRED RAGE!)
It just goes on and on and on (SACRED RAGE!)

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Wallah, here's a little love message from Allah himself to all the infidel swine who amuse themselves by mocking the Prophet. It's called "Let Me Cast You in The Fire" Don't say I didn't try to warn you, all you who are vile and cover your hearts from Allah's truth

You don't care about me, I don't care about that
You spurned my Rasool, Ha, I'm laughing at that
I have only got one burning desire
Let me cast you in The Fire
Let me cast you in The Fire (Let me cast you in The Fire)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Whoa! Let me cast, Dhimmi)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Let me cast)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Yeah, Dhimmi)

Listen here, dhimmi ... and stop acting so cringey
You say you're Jehovah's own, that ain't my concern
Just don't pray to me, and you're gonna burn
I have only got one pitching desire
Let me cast you in The Fire
Let me cast you in The Fire (Yeah, let me cast, Dhimmi)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Let me cast)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Oh, let me cast)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Oww!)

Aaah, burn all over Rover .. and let Allah take over
Yeah, you know what I was warning about
Yeah, get on with it, Satan

That what I'm warning about ... Now dig this ... Ha!
Now listen, Dhimmi
You try to say your prayers, you better save it Babe
Save it for your Judgment day
I have only got one burning desire
Let me cast you in The Fire
Let me cast you in The Fire (Let me cast)
Let me cast you in The Fire (Ow, let me cast, Dhimmi)
Let me cast you in The Fire (I aim to do you some harm)
Let me cast you in The Fire (OW!!)

Yeah ... You better get used to it, Dhimmi
I ain't gonna spare you
No, I ain't waiting till later
Aw yes. This is Allah talking to you ...

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Wallah, I penned this song for Islamic Pride Week back in Safar 1430. Perhaps if the infidel apepigs would uncover their wicked, pork-clogged hearts and listen, they might learn something. I call it "Rasool's Chile"

Well I'm standing next to the mountain
My Prophet learned the words to the Quran
Yeah, I'm standing next to the mountain
Allah revealed the words of the Quran
Well, I went out with a sword and spread those words
From SPAIN .. to the Sindh in Pakistan
Cause I'm the Rasool's Chile
Allah knows, I'm the Rasool's chile

Didn't mean to look so scary .. all the damn time
Must strike you as crazed and deranged
Out in the streets raging .. all the damn time
Must strike you as deranged and crazed
But if the world mocks the Prophet in this life
Allah will judge in the next one and, uh, seal its fate ... SEAL ITS FATE
So says the Rasool's chile, Rasool's chile
Hum dilah, I'm the Rasool's chile, kafir

(Shukran, shukran for that warm reception. You're too crazed, too crazed... We're going to take a break here, but keep that fire burning!!)

Wallah, we're back, O Believers. Allahu Akbar, you folks are on fire today. And speaking of, here's a song about the kind of woman who would lead you straight to Allah's own Fire. Dig it, you know what I'm talking about -- the woman who doesn't cast down her eyes when she's in the market, or sways her sinful hips even as she bows down for Friday prayers. I call this "Hajj Town Traffic"

You traipse in front of my rug when you ... Know every day
Fatihah to Falaq, girl*... is the speed I pray
You tell me it's all right ... you don't fear Allah's wrath
You say you just want me to, uh ... depart the Narrow Path
You're just like

Hajj Town traffic ... so hard to get to The Cube
Hajj Town traffic ... I don't need to throw stones at you
Hajj Town traffic ... all you do is hold me back
And I got to get to the Plain of Arafat

I'm not the only one ... accused of putting on airs
Zabibah bump all across your head
Ha, I can see you faked your prayers
But darling, can't you see you're risking Allah's ire
And with you I can see a certain path ... straight to The Fire
You're just like

Hajj Town traffic ... so hard to circle The Cube
Hajj town traffic ... I don't need to throw stones at you
Hajj Town traffic ... all you do is hold me back
And I got better things on the Plain of Arafat

Hajj Town traffic yeah (look out, look out)
Hajj Town traffic, yeah (Look out look out, Fire's waiting for you)
Hajj Town traffic

*Al Fatihah (The Introduction) is the first Surah of the Quran and Al Falaq (The Daybreak) is second to last; so Fatihah to Falag could be a way of saying "the entire Quran"



Now here's a song I call "Red Mosque" about the time I stayed away from Friday prayers for three months and when I returned the mosque had been taken over by Shi'ites. I think Allah was trying to tell me something

There's a red mosque over yonder
That's where I go and pray
Wallahi, there's a red mosque over yonder
That's where i go and pray
You know, I ain't been to Friday prayers
In 99 and one half days

Wait a minute, something's wrong here
Ali's pic is on the door
Allahu Akbar, something's wrong here
Hussein's pics all over the floor
I got a bad bad feeling
This mosque ain't Sunni no more
That's Ok I've still got my prayer beads

Well I guess I better light out yonder
Way up behind that hill (That's what I better do)
Wallah, I guess I better take off over yonder
Hunker down behind that hill
Cause if the Brotherhood don't blow that mosque to heaven
I know ... The Wahhabis will



Before I continue, I need to make an announcement. Will the owner of a rusted out Datsun B-210 parked in front of the girl's madrassah please move it -- your glove compartment is ticking. Now this next song is about the most beautiful believing women in all of Islam -- "Sa'udi Lady"


Sa'udi .... Sa'udi
Well you know you're a cute little .. prostrator (Sa'udi)
Well you know you're sweet little .. son maker (Sa'udi)
I want to give you my name
I won't cause your clan shame
You got to bear my child, bear my child
Oooh, Sa'udi Lady

Now I, uh, see you wrapped up in a shroud (Sa'udi)
You make me wanna holler out loud (Sa'udi)
Ah Bint, listen now
I'm under your spell
I don't care if I burn up in hell
I got to pierce that veil, pierce that veil
Sa'udi Lady!

(Look out, Sitt ... I'm coming to git you)

I wanna take you home
I won't do your honor harm
You got to be in my clan, be in my clan

Sa'udi Lady



I'd like to wrap this up with a song about how the Prophet justly chastised the traitorous Qurayza Jews of Medina, the last group who mocked and plotted against him. Let this be a warning to all infidel swine who think they can defame him with pictures.

Hey Mo' .. Where you goin' with that sword in your hand
I said Hey, Mo' ... Where you headed with that sword in your hand
I'm going down to behead some dhimmies
You know I caught 'em messing around with another clan
I'm going down to behead some Jew dhimmies
You know I caught 'em plotting around with a Meccan clan
And that ain't cool

Hey Mo', I heard you chopped the Qurayza down
Choppped them down now
Said Hey Mo' I heard you chopped those dhimmies down
Chopped em down in the ground now
Yes I did, I chopped them
You know I caught them plotting around .. plotting around town
Yes I did, I chopped them
You know I caught the Qurayza plotting around town
So I gave them the blade ... I CHOPPED 'EM!

Hey Mo ... what are you gonna now, where you gonna raid next
Said Hey Mo' .. what are you gonna do now, where you gonna raid next
Well dig it .. I'm gonna raid up north, way up north
Way up north to Khaybar way
I'm going way up north, WAY up north
So I can sleep free
Ain't no Jew gonna avenge me, babe
Ain't no Jew assasin, he ain't gonna put a dagger in me
You better put that in a Sunnah
We gotta go now
Hey Mo' .. you better run 'em out
Ma' Salaamah, everybody

Comrade Callmelennie, Once again you take songs from the degenerate infidels and cleanse them for Allah. PBUY

This collection no doubt will find a prominent place in your most equal hits.

And yet the kaffirs continue to mock the Prophet with their blasphemous videos and E-mails, do they not, ya rafiq Groucho, so now I'm off to perform in Cairo