New Malcolm X Lyrics - Jid

[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] 

Nah mean, nah mean? 

Still shining in front of the hood like highbeams, yah mean? 

It seems, I'm as great as a god 

They say I'm the bomb, I got a date with Saddam 

As-salamu alaykum, wa'alaykumu as-salam 

Cooking turkey bacon but I don't pray to Allah, nah 

Die for it all or live for something 

Shit can get disgusting within this discussion 

Fuck it, would you risk your life for what you believe in? 

The world is cold, at least you wasn't anemic 

They wanna kill me mid-speech, afraid of my truth 

A few real niggas left, they hate that I'm proof 

My value on demand, niggas can't ignore it 

And if you can't buy it twice then you can't afford it 

See I'm the man of all this real shit these niggas is claiming 

They physically free, mentally living in cages, pray for 'em 

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[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 2: J.I.D] 

By any means, yadda I mean? 

In the coupe, my Miss Coretta Scott thing 

And I swear I had a dream, I had a dream 

But it was nothin' like Dr. King 

I know that life is pie, I'm a tiger, I'm pissing on you clowns 

Swimming in pussy 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 rubble, long travel ropes, I suppose 

I expose myself through the music, talking execution 

Moves I do, kick dumb flips 

Sommersault, mastermind, winter killed spring then summer 'sault 

Summer assault, mash words, mumble talk 

I don't fumble y'all 

Look at me rambling as usual 

You don't know what sixteen gunshots will do to you 

Two handguns, shotgun user like 

Blucka blucka blucka, wasn't none 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 thought we stole from y'all eras 

Love them people you call home, equip 'em with long feathers 

And make sure they stalk my steps wherever I'm walking, yeah 

I'm Malcolm X on the X pill 

Dr. King on the jet going to Russia to go see Sweatler 

Hope they don't check us at the customs and the connectors 

Or whatever, hope they don't check us at the customs 

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[Verse 3: Doctur Dot] 

A lot of guys just overstate the obvious 

Cliche niggas from colleges rambling about their consciousness 

If you ask me, that's exactly what the problem is 

Politics and 'Polly want a cracker' nigga starting shit 

I never beg for pardons, it's the part of lion's mafia 

The horrifying rotting writing 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 want to know if I'm 5 percenting 

And 5 percenters want to know if I'm rocking with 'em 

And the Hindus want to know which past life is the beginning 

And I'm just shrugging 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 fucking fakes around me all pretending they love me 

Still any means necessary 

Even if it means getting buried 

Even if it means getting carried by your closest friends 

Rocking gloves at the cemetary 

It's gon' get ugly, uh 

[Chorus: Doctur Dot] 

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 4: Johnny Venus] 

Inspiration lying naked somewhere on vacation 

Your whole crew zombies, no denominations 

It's strictly observation, so why bait you 

Inflate you with my nature, put seas and extends like the makers 

Won't have to primate your height and states emergencies 

Against the wall, head in your knees, somehow we reached this 

I know I was walking eager, something awful lies between us 

Probably a siren screamer, sky was falling through my fingers 

But you see all of these bombs playing hopscotch so close next to you and me 

It kinda got me thinking what is life but chugging ether 

And loving people and I know that's hard for you to see 

When I say you I'm scared I'm really just talking to me 

I'd rather change the subject, holidays enough 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 

Pushing the carvan inland for actuals 

Holding my nuts on the cavernous as a lantern 

Scrambling for the light inside your eyes with the fist of mud 

Spend my little yearly earnings on a trip to the Nile 

[?] and we're searching for the real plug 

Pray extension cord extend to Adamsville 

Well shit 'bout as solid as a willow in the wind storm 

Manning the cannons, handing 'em deaf slips lord 

Way before my time, feeling like a stillborn 

Under pressure like Freddy and god bless you 

If you find yourself sleepwalking in on our session 

Or find yourself late sneaking 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 you, you got your homework? 

Couldn't crack the last question 

Ma'am, ma'am 

Said 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?