Rumi
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī (Persian: جلالالدین محمد رومی), also known as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī (جلالالدین محمد بلخى), Mawlānā/Mevlânâ (مولانا, "our master"), Mevlevî/Mawlawī (مولوی, "my master"), and more popularly simply as Rumi (1207 – 17 December 1273), was a 13th-century Persian poet, jurist, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic. Rumi's influence transcends national borders and ethnic divisions: Iranians, Tajiks, Turks, Greeks, Pashtuns, other Central Asian Muslims, and the Muslims of South Asia have greatly appreciated his spiritual legacy for the past seven centuries. His poems have been widely translated into many of the world's languages and transposed into various formats. Rumi has been described as the "most popular poet" and the "best selling poet" in the United States.
Rumi's works are written mostly in Persian, but occasionally he also used Turkish, Arabic, and Greek, in his verse. His Mathnawī, composed in Konya, is considered one of the greatest poems of the Persian language. His works are widely read today in their original language across Greater Iran and the Persian-speaking world. Translations of his works are very popular, most notably in Turkey, Azerbaijan, the United States, and South Asia. His poetry has influenced Persian literature, but also Turkish, Ottoman Turkish, Azerbaijani, Punjabi, Hindi, and Urdu, as well as the literature of some other Turkic, Iranian, and Indo-Aryan languages including Chagatai, Pashto, and Bengali
Rumi Numeral Symbols
Rumi Numeral Symbols is a Unicode block containing numeric characters used in Fez, Morocco, and elsewhere in North Africa and the Iberian peninsula, between the tenth and seventeenth centuries.
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Rumi (given name)
Rumi (るみ, ルミ) is a feminine Japanese given name.
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Rumi can be written using different kanji characters and can mean:
The name can also be written in hiragana or katakana.
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- Il volo della bolla released: 1994
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- Arabic Chillout released: 2005
مولانا جلال الدین محمد بلخی رومی
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Born: 1207-09-30
Died: 1273-12-17
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- Hell Me Why?? released: 2007
- Hell Me Tight released: 2004
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Bring It To The Back (bow Wow Diss)
by: Romeo[Intro:]
Come here little fella
Where you goin
I wont bite you
Ha ha
Those little dogs are somethin arent they
They think there big then they run away from you
Well I got somethin for you little fella
Come here
[Hook:]
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
You dont want none knuck if you buck bro
[Verse:]
Hey Im a pimp, walk wit a limp
Down South country boy and you know him
Kinda throwed off crazy in the head a little
Boy you'll never make it dey been sayin that since I was little
Little Master P, Im always be
Money out castin chicks every day of the week
Im the dog catcher thats why your girl left yea
You should have stayed on the leash you look much better
And I aint about stuntin its all real
But if you keep yappin you gon need a new grill
And why turn you white shirt all Burgundy
If you a real man take it to the ring wit me
[Hook]
[Verse:]
Kill is in my blood, nothin but thugs
So when I roll through your hood Gs show me love
And I aint have to hustle Well maybe just a little
But Im the son of a rapper I make riddles
My pockets real fat lookin like Puffy Pack
Got the china dog layin up in the Lack
Baby Shaq thats what I call those
Im in a phantom you’s in a Volvo
Im a Pit Bull, you just a little poodle
You seem hard but you soften up like noodles
You think your real tough well take it to the gutta
Its all good go get permission from your mother
[Hook]
[Verse:]
Hey I dont like rappers cause most dudes fake
They always have a wish never blew that cake
See me Im different been there and done it
I aint gotta play hard thats why I got my cousins
Make my own beats different chicks every week
You aint gotta play kids love me in the streets
Im a hood star, or an urban legend
Always hear about me but never see a legend
All black tinted, when I roll by
Your girl here wit me she aint got it ha
But enough jokes this aint the late show
I aint tryin here if yea aint talkin though
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