The Suitors Black Skin feat Blak King

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I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

My black skin is the threat (I am)

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

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My black skin is the threat

It all started off in Omaha, Nebraska

A loving mother Pops was a back to Africa pastor

Who was hated for teachin his people disobey they Master

The Family blessing or curse after all his legacy captured and yeah

Protect his fam unafraid of them Klan Bastards

Rock with Garvey and the UNIA for them black matters

Strength of his word struck fear in the hearts of the cowards

Who took his life to destroy this Little family of ours

Had to be empowered by the circumstances we face

Moms a nervous wreck siblings divided up by the State

Now im a Foster Child poster child for growing up quicker

Was told becoming a lawyer wasnt a realistic goal for a N***

A lil older now Beantown Shorty my N***

Work the train serving thangs a side order of pimpin

I'm headed to Harlem and I met up with a west Indian

Ran numbers these my younger days a mess and mischievous

Miscounted the paper now dem hitters wanted me dead

Light on my feet skipped town back to Boston I fled

Me and Shorty again robbing for riches a slight boss

Got caught and imprisoned for flocking houses and knockin white broads

Sentenced to a dime here come withdrawals of dope

It's solitary and nutmeg water pass me a smoke

Hanging on to every word the homie Bimbi had spoke

Visits from Sis kites from the outside family had wrote

Lil bro said "Fam we never dine on the swine

We moving righteous with the word of Allah the divine"

Started putting me on to lessons from the NOI

Cleansed my temple studied me now I'm free in my mind

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I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

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My black skin is the threat

Growing Stronger now letters from the prophet himself

6 and a half years later released now I'm back on the shelf

Through due diligence, spread Elijah's word across the map

With true militants weight of a nation all on my back

Work I've done opened Mosques in the name of the One

Greatest orator ever to speak on the mic youll get done

Ain't no time for acting petty, I'm crackin me a Betty

Who making sure I ate and now im back to being ready

I'm primed family growing 12 years of dedication

Never again spoke to my brother he was cast into isolation

Was I blinded by my faith or loyalty to the cause

Or misguided and draped as a mascot who seeks your applause

Success lead to the press spotlighting my work

Other ministers question my motive they denying my worth

Seeds of betrayal watered with thoughts of me leading the nation

Refused to believe the rumors about queens he impregnated

He meaning my spiritual father pillow talking on mine

His best minister like his son but here's a word from the wise

Said I would leave and turn against him therefore I was dangerous

Like a knife in the back when I was greeted with smiles and praises

Supposed to be a moral leaders am I believing a lie?

My faith was shattered in a way I can never fully describe

Speaking on JFK was the start of my troubles

So they decided to silence me and sizing me for the muzzle

Death threats now they even gave the homie a mission

To wire my car to explode once I turned on the ignition

And I'm gone severed ties with the nation I'm good

Aligned with helping my people in ways that I never could

Muslim Mosque Incorporated that's my passionate vision

Our political philosophy is Black Nationalism

To further my understanding I'm on a pilgrimage to Mecca

In 11 African countries I'm building and connecting

Expanding my worldview for greater spiritual insight

Of American racism and our position in this fight

Threats on his life; his kids and his wife

Burned my house down with my whole family inside

Feeling like the CIA and FBI

Are invested and impressed with my death and trying to to see my demise

Sick enough to make ya vomit if u sit and think about it

Copied the dictionary still can't get my words around it

Back to my duties along with a speech at the Audubon

Sorry to say this is where the story ends I'm run upon

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I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

My black skin is the threat

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

My black skin is the threat

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

I am Malcolm X

My black skin is the threat

Expanding my worldview for greater spiritual insight

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Music Written and Published by The Suitors Corp (ASCAP). Lyrics Written and Published by T. Boseman and A. Pointer for Abscorp Music (ASCAP). Recorded by Rawz at Ill Remedy Studio, by Ab Rude at The Sanho East, Los Angeles, CA. Mixing Engineer Paolo Tsui.

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