Brothers Killed Malcolm Lyrics

Chorus

Do the things that keep a smile on her face

Say the things that make her feel better everyday

And you got to stay up on your P’s & Q’s

If you don’t the woman – you could easily lose

1st Verse

I’m not from north side – not from east side

Not from south side – no, no west side

No façade – no front, ripped mug

No nigga, thug ism or schism

This is not for you – this is not for her

This is not for them – things of that nature

I’m a be where I be – you can go where you go

We gonna leave it at that – cuz…..

I think – only a man like Robb can make a man like me

And I believe – only through aircraft my man

Can flight be achieved – ya dig

You find fossils and bones – civilizations of old

So the story gets told – remember the glory of rome

f*ck did they know – yo

Chorus

Same

We don’t need no education – we don’t need no thought
control

2nd Verse

I ain’t religious – nor superstitious

I try my best not to sound redundant

I ain’t in love with – god or government

Then again – momma ain’t raise no puppets

They think they’re f*cking with some friend of huck
finn

Nigger jim – keep the ice in my drink baby – these rims
don’t spin

I ain’t your preconceived notion – some rap token-black
– infact I’m ocean

Earth, wind and fire – it’s in mans nature to lie – so I stay inside

Unplug the telephone wire – see I played that game

Even with 10 people the story changed

They translated a translation – from a dead language

Some thousand years later we pray to some white dude in
a painting

To get our sins atoned – say 20 hail marys and ya good
to go

Only if your on what they on – you know

Chorus

Same

3rd Verse

America – it’s big business – it’s why squares are
legal and tree isn’t

It’s why they’ll label these conspiracy theorist lyrics

They know sheep don’t listen – and niggas don’t study
physics

We’re just fishes – swimming oblivious – following
idiots

Keeping faith in fiction – and mel Gibson

The klan was Christian, brothers killed Malcolm

The worlds addicted to valiums

I lead a sleepless life – ain’t afraid of the reaper’s
scythe

Kats looking forward to second comings

Need to be more concerned with meteorites

What them dinosaurs know

By the time you get it – ya’ll will be making corn grow

Waiting for spaceships and horns to blow – you know

But ya’ll don’t hear me though – from the time you’re
born

You die slow

Outro

So if you got a love – and you want to keep her….

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