Lyrics:
any means
Oppressed and still trying to live the dream
I'm militant like Malcolm X
I'm just as humble as Martin Luther King
I recognize the balance in
took your lives.
Portrayals of Tamir Rice, Breonna Taylor and Trayvon Martin by:
Diante Butler
Angel Hart
Dominick Hawkes
© 2020, Angel Hart
drop drop to the King
King, nothing impossible, look at that Paul the apostle that carried the dream
Dream like Martin the King, make head to the man
Let me call you sweetheart
I'm in love with you
Let me hear you whisper
That you love me too
Keep the love light glowing
In your eyes so true
Let me
you bleed
Ama make you bleed
The game is so clean
Ama play it well like
A soccer ball Ama
Score my goal yea
Blow got dreams
Just like martin luther
42G
Paint it like a Pollack for an audience of no one
Poignant like Picasso when I'm godless in a chorus
Plead the fifth, pulled together pieces
So we won't forget to listen
For your whisper in the wind
No we won't forget your whisper in the wind
Now the sun came this morning
Looks like another
Make my body comatose
Touching my skin, lethal dose
Let it linger like an echo
Tell me more of what I need most
Oh you make me second guess
the hardships
Pardon my need to be swift with how I start this speech
Who you more like? Malcolm or Martin?
The game that they play with us, brother, don't
a couple different strains
I'm about to do the fucking dash but not for speed but more for range
I treat my bitches like my liquor
Cause a nigga do not need
Look, why I always feel that I'm hot?
Why I always feel I should drop another jewel
Like Martin on Blue Streak while
You dudes get tattooed with permanent
like a dream
Songtexte around the corner I am tickled by a shallow sunbeam
Out of my window I'm observing this jah mystical life
Songtext and thousand
Girl, I should be your mista
Yeah yeah yeah
One more chance
To sit close while speakin’ with ya
You got the sweetest whisper
Yeah yeah yeah
One more
(Intro)
Do you think it is by accident that everytime
a black leader appears on the horizon
with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut
heart race
Find your treasure, make it last forever now
Get what you want in more pleasure
Leave no one y'all come together
Whisper in his ear it makes
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
enough"
[Killah Priest]
I hold my marker, like Huey P. held his revolver
Plottin' vengeance, since them bullet shells, sailed through Martin
I'm
Now we can't call each other no more
I liked it how it was before
Oh we were like Bonnie and Clyde
Like Martin and Gina
You fought me so many times
More
Six o'clock silence of the new day beginning
Is heard in a small Texas town
Like a signal from nowhere, people who live there
Are up and moving
Nothing he wants more then to see me fall
Nothing he wouldn't do just to see me lose
Who's that talkin in my ear?
I can hear the whispers
And I can hear it
gnarly
Let me record I count down like Icarly
Whisper on beats when I spit like I'm Yachty
Still turn it up like the life of the party
Key to the truth but
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
make it up
Blinded by a silent whisper
Oh, we can make it right
No reason to give up on it
Do you remember
The time when we were together?
It
a mission
Like Apostle be
Stomp em like Dr. Martin's
While offering no apology
They call the style
An abnormal cause
Like I'm a public enemy
Because I bring
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