[Intro]
The purpose of our organization of Afro-American unity
Which has the same aim and objective to fight whoever gets in our way
And bring about the freedom of these people by any means necessary
[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]
Yeah, new Malcolm X, by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream
'Til it turned to a nightmare, Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
[Verse 1: Sy Ari Da Kid]
That's why you just shouldn't play fair
Ain't forget where I came from, I just knew I couldn't stay there
Yeah, the black activist, rap strategist
They back at it with the white privilеge, even if you light-skin, you had half of it
Thеy workin' on not callin' us niggas, but even not sayin' it, that's practicin'
What good is a back if they backstabbin' it?
Bad habits when the KKK was for Christianity, that's blasphemous
I'm in Jerusalem, at Bethany, ask Lazarus
Look at the stats and the averages
Was raised in a trap with them savages
We battlin', burnin' confederate flags with black catalysts on black battleships, yo
My OG try to lecture me, I'ma shout him out
A white man try to lecture me, I say, "Watch your mouth"
Never forgive 'em for what they did to my people
This for all my melanin fellow ones they ain't let inside the house
[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid & JID, Both]
Yeah, new Malcolm X (Yeah), by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream (Had a dream)
'Til it turned to a nightmare (Uh), Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
[Verse 2: JID]
By any means (By any means), yaddadimean? (Yaddadimean?)
In the coupe, my Miss Coretta Scott thing
And I swear I had a dream (Oh Lord), I had a dream (Oh Lord)
But it went out like Dr. King (Yeah)
I know that life is pie, I'm a tiger, I'm pissin' on you clowns
Swim in the piscine drunk, pray to God I don't drown
I'm Mister One Dollar, ain't got a dollar in my pocket
Pick a coin out the gravel, long travel roads, I suppose
I expose myself through the music, talkin' execution
Moves I do, kick dumb flips, somersault
Mastermind, winter killed spring, then summer 'sault
Summer assault, mash words, mumble talk
I don't fumble, y'all, look at me ramblin' as usual
You don't know what sixteen gunshots will do to you
Two handguns, shotgun user
Like blucka, blucka, blucka, wasn't nothin' I could do
I was focused on the movement, wan' kill me, then do it
Like, we can be the start and the spark of the revolution
Televised through some rebel eyes, hella uncivilized
Dangerous capable individuals and odds
Uh, man, just bring in the pallbearers
All y'all fall and stall from y'all errors
Love them people you call home, equip 'em with long feathers
And make sure that they stalk my steps wherever I walk in, yeah
I'm Malcolm X on the X pill
Dr. King on the jet goin' to Russia to go see Svetla
Hope they don't check us at the customs and the connectors or whatever
Hope they don't check us at the customs...
[Verse 3: Doctur Dot]
A lot of guys just overstate the obvious
Cliché niggas from colleges ramblin' 'bout they consciousness
If you ask me, that's exactly what the problem is
Politics and polly want a cracker nigga startin' shit
I never beg for pardons, it's the part of lion's mafia
The horrifyin' rotten writin' revolution army, bruh
It's a struggle with a C or a K
Social worker on the way, you children better behave
And all the Christians wanna know if I'm five percentin'
And five percenters wanna know if I'm rockin' with 'em
And the Hindus want to know which past life is the beginnin'
And I'm just shruggin' my shoulders like, "My nigga, what's the difference?"
Still mass murder, I'm Nat Turner on Nat Geo
Who's lyin'? Kill a lion, wear his body like a Snuggie
Hot fresh hemoglobin warm the skin of a druggie
And all these fuckin' flakes around me all pretendin' they love me
Still any means necessary
Even if it means gettin' buried
Even if it means gettin' carried by your closest friends, rockin' gloves at the cemetery
It's gon' get ugly, uh
[Chorus: Doctur Dot, Sy Ari da Kid, & Johnny Venus]
Yeah, yeah
New Malcolm X (New Malcolm X), by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream (Had a dream)
'Til it turned to a nightmare (Yeah), Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean? (Yeah)
[Verse 4: Johnny Venus]
Inspiration lyin' naked somewhere on vacation
Your whole crew zombies, no denominations
It's strictly observation, so why bait you?
Inflate you with my nature, put seeds and exchange like the makers
Won't have to primate you, heightened states, emergencies
Against the wall, head in your knees, somehow it reached us
I know I was walkin' eager, somethin' awful lies between us
Probably a siren screamer, sky was fallin' through my fingers
But you see all of these bombs playin' hopscotch so close next to you and me
It kind of got me thinkin', "What is life but chuggin' ether?"
And lovin' people and I know that's hard for you to see
When I say you, I'm scared, I'm really just talkin' to me
I'd rather change the subject, holidays and love sweats
And great sex caused the cardiac arrest
And to make it this far, we done hobbled and stepped
I done lost a few queens for these here rap checks
You follow impressed, I'm in the jungles with hacksaws
Pushin' the caravan inland for actuals
Holdin' my nuts on the cavernous as a lantern
Scramblin' for the light inside your eyes with the fist of mud
Spent my little yearly earnings on a trip to the Nile
And see me in Rio searchin' for the real plug
Pray the extension cord extend to Adamsville
Well, shit 'bout as solid as a willow in a wind storm
Mannin' the cannons, handin' 'em death slips, Lord
Way before my time, feelin' like a stillborn
Under pressure like Freddy and God bless you
If you find yourself sleepwalkin' in on our session
Or find yourself late sneakin' in on God's lesson
Like, you got your homework? Couldn't get the last question
[Interlude: Johnny Venus]
Excuse me, excuse me miss?
So yo, you got your homework? Couldn't crack the last question
Ma'am, ma'am
So did you did your homework? I couldn't get the last question
Damn, ma'am, please, please
Please help me out
[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]
Yeah, new Malcolm X, by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream
'Til it turned to a nightmare, Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
[Outro: Sy Ari Da Kid]
Yeah
Martin Luther the King without a queen, nah mean?
Yeah
Martin Luther the King without a queen, nah mean?
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