Martin-Malcolm

This the thoughts of a nigga who was Martin
 Who went Malcolm, Now let me tell you where it all started l
 The flow smartened, police, they was making me cold hearted
 Turn this nigga from sleeper right into a whole spartan
 Now I'm masked up, Molotov cocktail in my palms
 To my pastor please come and recite a couple of psalms
 This was after, seeing my people treated so wrong
 Nigga back up, we won't be taking this shit for long
 Fuck that badge, nigga ain't no honor to yo medal
 Demanding respect homie, nigga we never settle
 Seems lost in translation you ain't speaking at my level
 Sit up straight when you speaking to the leader of the rebels
 Politicians probably missin the shit that I was probably kickin
 Politicking speaking and black lives was oddly mentioned
 White guys wit wrong intentions saying they probably listen
 But we know they won't so I'm jab jabbin karate kickin
 (Karate sound) fury fistin & nun chucks
 We got a president elected off of dumb luck
 This shits trash throw it all up in dump truck
 Throw ya Ewings on everybody getting pumped up
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 All I want is... love and peace
 Let me cruise without the blues tryna fuck wit me
 Let us protest without us leaving in custody
 Let's talk it out, keep it real homie, what's the beef?
 Why you throwing dirt on my race
 When you got us we ain't never heard of this place
 But you snatched us, expecting us to work in this place
 Nigga back up, don't you see the hurt in his face
 Shit is lame, 20-17 shit is the same
 New month, new hashtag shit is a shame
 If you ain't mad, then I'm saying shit you sick in the brain
 Another brother down, but they saying niggaz is slain
 So I'm just standing by this window
 Pistol gripping by any means and I know they know
 They try to hold me and put me down up inside a kennel
 But I'm movin' and boxing and slicing like I'm Kimbo
 I'm standing up for my dead roots it's our rights
 You not accepting the dead truth cause it's hard right
 They drop the poison infecting us with that hard white
 And then they kill us off loosies and broken car lights
 I mean the shit is ridiculous, so suspicious
 Malicious bigot's, positioned it
 Niggaz turned to militias
 We fixin shit, if you listenin
 Swift missions and pistol grips, mind militant, innocence
 Black lives remember it, Black Lives Remember it
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm
 Look my mind is on Martin, my heart pump Malcom
 Martin, Malcolm, Martin, Malcolm