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letra de malcolms dream - shiesty l

since i got locks they dread the change grab my d-ck told them black power keep the chains i put it on malcolms grave im bring the pain this that hiphop dope but don’t take it in vein try to understand these weirdos it hurts my brain they’ll tap dance and eat they own sh-t for the fame brighten up black charlemagne black is smart and s-xy you can ask your dame the girls love me cause i don’t try to wear they skirts 50 shades of l they like when i make it hurt barbaric limp such a stereo pimp beat the sh-t out the track i want every cent guerrilla warfare when i appear something like a king you can look and stare black and honest something that they all fear stop spending they money then they all care round up the co-ns lets play truth or dare i dare y’all to
tell the truth look they all scared panic room lion mane i’m an animal beat ‘em half to death then bomb up the hospital a king to your optical, the peasants i don’t rock with you to my 5 queens to h-ll what they plot for you f-ck what they think about your skin you’re unstoppable queen power! queen power! f-ck how they mocking you

i had a dream malcolm told me i was the truth he looked me in the eyes and said do what a king do so i loaded the clip aired out the booth black power! black power! round up the troops
i had a dream malcolm told me i was the truth he looked me in the eyes and said do what a king do so i loaded clip aired out the booth black power! black power! round up the troops

africa the greatest ghost writer of all time they took our style and replace with all lies black man behind the pen is the true crime the scary part is blacks never even reached they primes imagine if we did, imagine how we live smarten up the kids keep ‘em out of bids widen up they lids open up a biz learn about your people beyond the pyramids find your true religions oh god forbid selling that bullsh-t to your people put it on skids black mon been king since we lost a rib feel the passion from my words and my adlibs black and wise something that they all fear get it on our own f-ck they welfare round up your favorite rappers see if they truly care ask to speak on our rights look they all scared tamir rice to sandra bland no one speaks on it well godd-mn all you rappers rich well holy gram that sh-t dont compute keep your rap spam feel the omen of a black man i can’t be your slave i raise my free hand im a black beast no im a black king i shall remain a woke with malcolm dream

- shiesty l

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