Kings' Speeches (feat. Ark the God Given M.C.)

I have a dream That one day This nation will rise up Live out the true meaning of its creed: We hold these truths to be self evident That all men are created equal I have a dream Ahhh rest in peace Martin Luther Showed the world to love without using no Kama Sutra Went to the Mountain top He said he saw the future I bet the Lord showed him President Obama, Hallelujah Never saw the Promised Land 'Cause he cheated on his wife The only one to ever make it out of hell was Jesus Christ And he's Black Moses People was well passed hopeless He got back focused And tried to come up with this genius heist Sort of peaceful, right? Turn the other cheek style But meanwhile I'm getting down on my knees now Praying 'bout my speech now 'Bout to go to sleep now But I can't remember dreams So I might just spit a freestyle I still feel the spirit of The King in Memphis My white friends probably think I'm too pretentious In other words they recognize I got a lot of pride And they ain't never lied A right delayed is a right denied Before I get involved in anything nowadays I have to straighten out my own position And which is clear I am not a racist In any form whatsoever I don't believe in racism I don't believe in any for of discrimination or segregation I believe in Islam I am a Muslim And there's nothing wrong with being being a Muslim I ain't religious like a methodist Yet I'm reading Exodus Looking for hidden messages On how to handle prejudice A pessimist Glasses of half empty beverages Single moms and prison time to signify my heritage Peep the rhetoric We the people, it's deceitful Tell me, what's the secret meaning to the phrase All Equal Or the Bald Eagle All government is evil Never forget what Adolf Hitler did in Germany was legal By any means necessary We won't be secondary I'ma represent my people Not just in February Shout out to the legendary leader Back to Nat Turner Underground Railroads and mass murder Put us on the back burner Now they're trying to double back So don't ask me why I voted for Obama 'cause he black Won't admit it but its evident my mama Was a little biased already towards President Obama This election had many firsts Many stories that will be told for generations But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman Who cast her ballot in Atlanta She is a lot like the others Who stood in line to make her voice heard in this election Except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old She was born just a generation passed slavery At a time when there were no cars on the road Or planes in the sky When someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons: Because she was a woman And because of the color of her skin And tonight I think about all that she's seen Throughout her century in America The heartache and the hope The struggle and the progress The times we were told that we can't People pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can Its funny how money change situations Religion change minds, mass manipulation Slaves turned indentured servants What's emancipation When you freely gain your freedom You forfeit reparations And the separation Lies between the, lies between the Fairy tale, the make believe The televised programming Commercial life, consumer life I want I want everything Anything less's uncivilized Only the best we're cherishing You cherish it, testify Hallelujah, holla back Holla Gucci, holla Louie, holla Prada, holla that Holla Medicare, holla benefits, holla tax Holla pyramids, holla aliens, holla FACTS X marks the spot where they kills kings As if to say, "Don't follow them" If what I holla get me hollowed Holla for the Heavens then You can see me, hear me But I'm not here, hologram There's a real war going on outside And every man's mind's apart of it, yea I have a dream