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Face me

welcome ladies and gentleman, to the greatest of all,
this was never to have been seen
as performed by one yet enjoyed by all, so sit back,
relax, enjoy and remember to
wait immaturely to mature..

Blame the almighty, crucify me, martyrdom, sex, and fame
Screaming "oh my god. oh, that's your god?"
Blindfold the firing squad
Pay the almighty with your body then you can carry me
Screaming "oh no, that's wrong. You don't belong"
Stand before the firing squad

I'm alone again [x3]

we’re biting off more piece of mind than we can chew, and oh…
did someone lose their head?
so many people, pretty people, many people
keep talking my head off

you bit into the apple didn’t you?
now chivalry is dead
make your bed and sleep in it with me

We whispered a bit too loud
In the Ghetto's ear
And now it's way too loud in here
Let it go
Let them run to you

When they fail
And they're running home

you are the product of a prodigal son

every other person wants to take on my son
acquit every little birdy on jailbird street
they’ll walk the walk with both damn feet
they know..laugh with me

can you walk like me?

Brothers and sisters, friends and enemies, I want to point out first that I am very happy to be here this evening, I was in a house last night that was bombed, my own. It didn't destroy all my clothes, not all, the only thing I could get my hands on before leaving was what I have on now. So I just ask you to excuse my appearance. I don't normally come out in front of people without a shirt and a tie. So before I get involved in anything nowadays, I have to straighten out my own position, which is clear. I am not a racist in any form whatsoever. I believe in Islam. I am a Muslim. Those of you who are Christians probably believe in the same God. But since the white man, your "friend," took your language away from you during slavery, the only language you know is his language. You know, your friend's language. So you call for the same God he calls for. When he's putting a rope around your neck, you call for God and he calls for God. And you wonder why the one you call on never answers you. in Asia or the Arab world or in Africa, where the Muslims are, if you find one who says he's white, all he's doing is using an adjective, so there's nothing else to it, he's just white.. But when you get the white man over here in America and he says he's white, he means something else. You can listen to the sound of his voice -- when he says he's white, he means he's a boss. That's what "white" means in this language. So that when he says he's white he has a little different sound in his voice. I know you know what I'm talking about. But despite the fact that I saw that Islam was a religion of brotherhood, I also had to face reality. And when I got back into this American society, I'm not in a society that practices brotherhood. I'm in a society that might preach it on Sunday, but they don't practice it on no day -- on any day. this society is controlled primarily by racists and segregationists. This is a society whose government doesn't hesitate to inflict the most brutal form of punishment and oppression upon dark-skinned people all over the world. They are violent when their interests are at stake. But all of that violence that they display at the international level, when you and I want just a little bit of freedom, we're supposed to be nonviolent. They're violent. They're violent in Korea, they're violent in Germany, they're violent in the South Pacific, they're violent in Cuba, they're violent wherever they go. But when it comes time for you and me to protect ourselves against lynchings, they tell us to be nonviolent.

After the Bombing / Speech at Ford Auditorium
Malcolm X, transcribed and edited by the Malcolm X Museum and Noaman Ali

February 14, 1965

there are no martyrs in resolution
if you remain still, don’t expect restitution
stand up
you cannot argue with evolution
all we are certain of is death and excuses
stand up
no worthy icons, no revolution
if you remain seated, expect destitution

Denounce these old exalted limbs once you've gained
Krishna status or something better than-we know we're better than
To ever judge I've ever had, allow me to lay your verdicts to rest
While I'm swooning them
The jury knows that I'm a man, and I'm a great one
There ain't no way you're stopping him
There ain't no way you're stopping me

Take my picture, draw my face,
And make me over with purple's grace
If you pass inspection, while wearing lace,
You've now acquired your personal taste

There's nothing left for you to show...
Turn out the lights
It's your time to shine

I missed the offering, friends

none of us will reach the top
remember what I said
I’m selling out to the beat of that song in your head
“hey, hey, hey!! I’m stuck in back”
“I’m all the way up front”
“well I’m gonna take it slow”

Мама и папа, вы можете быть счастливы за меня,
Я нашел свою богиню, но она оказалась совсем не такой значительной, какой я видел ее раньше
На страницах книг, которые вы заставляли меня читать…
И теперь я знаю, что лучше быть мертвым.

Трава расступится,
И змеи покажут…
Я вижу ее,

Spitting image of all that is black imagery
We scream the loudest while saying nothing
The spiting image of anonymity
Who screams the loudest while saying nothing you.

When you terrorize and profit
they will consider it a revolution
That is a very thin line; I'll walk it

I met a man at church on saturday
he said I’m here because I’m sick
and after sick I’ll be dead
and once I’m dead I’ll be saved

I played an atheist on judgment day
If we’re all here because we are picked
well I was picked with no faith

We kiss with tongue and cheek and burn the witches in our beds
Wrap vacant stakes in sheets, accuse monogamy instead
I tried to catch the beat and do the dance of marionette
Can't groove to my heartbeat since rhythm stops when you are dead

They say? there's one way to feel I will [x2]

Taxi drive me to the end

Oh, let me count the ways decades of excuses
I don’t wanna know, I don't wanna to know
My TV died today, that was my excuse
Cause I don’t wanna know, I don't wanna know

I caught, caught that girl justice cutting holes in her blindfold

I’ll take my brother’s hands from motherland to father’s grave

Oh, let me count the ways decades of excuses
I don’t wanna know, I don't wanna to know
My TV died today, that was my excuse
Cause I don’t wanna know, I don't wanna know

I caught, caught that girl justice cutting holes in her blindfold

I’ll take my brother’s hands from motherland to father’s grave

let me count the ways
decades of excuses. I don’t want to know
my t.v. died today. that was my excuse
because I don’t want to know
I caught that girl justice cutting holes in her blindfold

I’ll take my brother’s hands, from the mother land to father’s grave
and I’ll break those other hands, from other lands, for father’s sake

LETLIVE - Younger

We've got millions of broken necks from looking up to you
So get your damn soapbox standing, high horse prancing ass down here with the truth

So don't let those admirers try and fit your shoes
'Cause then they will then see
One size that fits all feet