August 28, 1963

We could bring peace or violence we still getting killed Self destructive society how we gone build Everybody marching for black lives say they feel When it's time to stand ground we gone see who real Even white people tired of they own shit America finna sink time to jump ship God created us equal but y'all killing my people No consequence common sense All the evidence in the world won't convict The ones that kill us in cold blood watch the judge shrug Another nigga dead they really don't give a f*ck Either they beat us or kill our black leaders Facing discrimination young black fetus About to born in world so scorn Wat it's really gone take to fix a broken system Black youth never found always reported missing I had a dream young Luther king But I'm more like Malcom get by any means Nobody gone give us justice it's just us Get ready for rebellion no more time to discuss Imma take my 40 acres and a mule plus more Call it repo till you pay when I loot the store News caster: these niggas don't know how to act Be happy wit crumbs working off the sweat of y'all back Forced to live in slums where the government peddling crack America land of bums where the new settlement at On my Garvey tip might hit the motherland Post up and commune with my fellow brother man My people working together that's the only way can Unify as one thought and devise up a plan How to retrieve all our stolen riches All the stolen resources plus interest We gone take em by surprise like a wild tempest Ready for civil war please don't tempt us I had a dream young Luther king But I'm more like Malcom get by any means