Martin's Nightmare Lyrics

Visions of Martian Luther staring at me

A bunch bitches beside him and they calling him daddy

They calling him savior

They giving him praises

And then they looked up at me

And started chanting failure

Failure failure

F bombs fill my head

I'm dropping nukes when I'm in the booth

Leaving egos dead

I'm turning liars into the truth when I give em lead

I turn messiahs into a group they won't recommend

They hated Malcom why we give em Martian

The more I read the more I see who was intended target

See Malcom wasn't super radical when he had started

Until he learned the price for peace is gon be hella guarded

So he fought it

See words were records just to be recorded

We needed more we needed vengeance he was being honest

He spoke the truth they say that shit the hardest

I wonder where we woulda been if we had listened Malcom's visions instead of Martain's

Martian wanted equality just for every people

So blacks can live among whites and to be treated equal

The only thing with this notion that people wasn't getting

You live among another race they bring they problems with em

That we should keep it black

Keep it cool under wraps

Government loves limiting knowledge and loves to double tax

What if we had stayed up together and make a Hunnid racks

Hunnid whites would come through our shit at night burn a hunnid back

Hunnid facts

Speaking my intuition yo stomach lacks

Government destroying our little children now stomach that

Take away fathers and drug our mommas who fault is that

Quick to cause a problem and point the finger right at a black

Maybe I'm living in lies

Living in freedom in chains living so systemized

Where my vocal so below minimized

Where the hopeful see focal cause I'm pointing out they criminal minds

Until we criminalized

Uh

The black boy savior

I'm living Martians nightmare

Blacks won't save yah

Judgement by the white man

Black boy flavor

No point for us to fight fair

Lack behavior

Our way of thought is so victimized by society

Sadly we been victims for all our lives in variates

Every single move getting criticized never quietly

All we ever wanted was civil rights not anxiety

Ain't it crazy that we gotta fight civil

For you just respect me just to meet me in the middle

It's something I won't understand man not even a little

How you hate me for my skin like I was pieces of a skittle

Only needing me for benefit for shutting up and dribble

I'm guessing that a racist truly mimicking a riddle

Cause under every word there's clue that it'll give you

But a racist makes an answer outta something superficial

All I'm giving em is facts all you getting is dismissal

Dime of a dozen more like quarter in the nickels

They people never trust you keep yo head onna swivel

Cause no matter who you are they'll see a nigga in initial