Practice Freestyle Malcolm X Speech Interlude by MC T4n4k4 Lyrics
[Part I]
[Intro: JetsonMade]
(Oh lord, Jetson made another one)
[Verse 1: MC_T4n4k4]
I have a dream in which I will succeed, blow up like a balloon
Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass
Lyrical genius while these other MCs need practice
Life has put me to the test
Training my craftship using people for practice
Every day a star is born
Look, I'm back like homies on a bus
You can sing fast with practice
Do not sing if you do not practice
I said practice makes perfect
My bars ain't perfected so I need to practice
Rhymes aren't purr fect but that comes with practice
Music is likе a skill, you have to practice to master
You havе to be flexible
A tad bit more practice and you'll soon forget the rest
I don't need no chains with no cross to know that I’m blessed
[Part II]
[Outro: Malcolm X]
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair? Who taught you to hate the color of your skin? To such extent you bleach, to get like the white man. Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips? Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet? Who taught you to hate your own kind? Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to so much so that you don't want to be around each other? No... Before you come asking Mr. Muhammad does he teach hate, you should ask yourself who taught you to hate being what God made you
[Intro: JetsonMade]
(Oh lord, Jetson made another one)
[Verse 1: MC_T4n4k4]
I have a dream in which I will succeed, blow up like a balloon
Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass
Lyrical genius while these other MCs need practice
Life has put me to the test
Training my craftship using people for practice
Every day a star is born
Look, I'm back like homies on a bus
You can sing fast with practice
Do not sing if you do not practice
I said practice makes perfect
My bars ain't perfected so I need to practice
Rhymes aren't purr fect but that comes with practice
Music is likе a skill, you have to practice to master
You havе to be flexible
A tad bit more practice and you'll soon forget the rest
I don't need no chains with no cross to know that I’m blessed
[Part II]
[Outro: Malcolm X]
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair? Who taught you to hate the color of your skin? To such extent you bleach, to get like the white man. Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips? Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet? Who taught you to hate your own kind? Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to so much so that you don't want to be around each other? No... Before you come asking Mr. Muhammad does he teach hate, you should ask yourself who taught you to hate being what God made you