Coordinates: 32°03′42″N 35°19′37″E / 32.061764°N 35.326946°E / 32.061764; 35.326946 Ahiya (also transliterated as Achiya or Achia) is an Israeli outpost in the West Bank, near the Palestinian village of Jalud. It falls under the purview of the Mateh Binyamin Regional Council. The international community considers Israeli settlements in the West Bank illegal under international law, but the Israeli government disputes this.
As of 2004 permanent construction of homes in Ahiya was being carried out. As of 2011 the population of Ahiya was about 50 people.
Ahiya is near the Israeli outpost of Shvut Rachel as well as the Palestinian village of Jalud.
Ahiya has the only Jewish owned oil press in the region. Settlers from the region bring their olives to Ahiya to be pressed.
Farmers from Jalud have accused settlers from Ahiya of taking harvested olives from them by force.
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Free Palestine Radio | World Middle East | Palestine |
Alaqsa Voice | Talk | Palestine |
Al-Quds Radio | News,World Middle East | Palestine |
Raya FM | Varied | Palestine |
Sometiems I need to paint, you can be my canvas
Sometimes I want to escape, even though it's selfish
I'm always comin over and smokin you out
Because everything is better with a blunt in your mouth
As the clock strikes twelve I'll be freakin you out
Make us both forget what we were worried about
Traffic's jammed on the 405
I hop in the whip cuz there's not much time
I'm gonna get to you
Fly through the streets like a hawk to the sky
Be in and out like a drive by
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
It feels so good because i know that it's wrong
Get back home, ain't nothin goin on
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
Sometimes i bite my lip so i don't slip and say his name
Cuz in these magic moments i get homesick all the same
I'm always comin over and smokin you out
Because everything is better with a blunt in your mouth
If i waited for you i'd just be waiting alone
So when the clock strikes 2 i'll be on my way home
Traffic's jammed on the 405
I hop in the whip cuz there's not much time
Damnit, I'm gonna get to you
Fly through the streets like a hawk to the sky
Be in and out like a drive by
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
It feels so good because i know that it's wrong
Get back home, ain't nothin goin on
I'm gone, to take, the canyon
Sippin mamolet
‘ he said he was born to be the other man.
So, i gotta see him when i get the chance
Baby, i'm on my way
Yeah yeah ‘
Fly through the streets like a hawk to the sky
Be in and out like a drive by
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
It feels so good because i know that it's wrong
Get back home, ain't nothin goin on