Martin or Malcolm Freestyle

[Verse 1: Spades Saratoga]
Follow the prophesies
Cause if respect was monopoly we need our properties
I'm just a curly haired nigga
Yeezy and soccer tees
Whatever happened to stop and freeze?
What happened to search warrants?
What happened to tasers?
What happened to first warnings or warning shots?
How you expect us to get shot and then call the cops? You are the cops
You coulda helped Big Pacs and you saw the plot
Why I gotta die cause my hairs nappy?
Why we gotta settle for fairly happy?
Why ya always killing our Ray Rays, Dayquans but nothing ever happens to Claire and Cathy?
You want us to fight back don't you?
You want the bloods and crips together, you'll like that won't you?
I'm getting tired of hashtags with another niggas name on it
Or sidewalks with another nigga brain on it
But when I talk another nigga hate on it
Where the fuck is our reparations?
We needs that nigga, we seen that nigga
One time for Eric Garner trust me we breathe that nigga
And we ain't forget about the skittles and ice tea either
Don't want no bullet holes and shit on my white tee either
And I can't fucking make it home to my wifey either
They the bad ones but this ain't no lifey neither
Product of my society, I feel like God just hired me
Where's chance when I need him?
I'm just a decent fellow, don't bring the drums yet
They never seen a rose in New York, figured I'd keep it Melo
Don't wanna speak, so unless you wanna beef then hello
'Cause Mike Brown just wanted a fucking cigarello
I don't understand how nobody got charged, Nobody
But I go to jail if my license suspended
I don't know who to blame
Seem like they let this shit happen when it's a black presi, and I don't blame him he did enough for blacks already
This the Ghetto Gospel learnt that from Makaveli
I should pull up all black like the cast of Belly
Martin or Malcolm, my people starting to doubt them
They say we part of the problem, no more Al Sharptons
I'm tired of fucking Al Sharpton
Tired of these mile marches
I don't wanna walk a mile
I don't wanna hear a mother lost a child soon as we done walking
My nigga we done talking
Martin or Malcolm
Well since its only talking about them, Sandra Bland coulda been your sister
Shit I got four sisters
They called it suicide and I ain't talking door lifters
The system trynna keep her [?] like the floor missing
And if you don't see injustice you got raytard's vision
They put hands and shit on us
I understand why they treat us like dirt
Fucking cops keep planting shit on us
Every chance to shit on us they do it
No hesitation, only expiration dates on black lives
They must think we got cat lives
All they want is tax dollars, I hope them bullets backfire, we'd probably lose half of you
Welcome to the new niggas with attitudes
Waddup Tray? And no hats off to you fuck niggas
Waddup Sway? I'm tired of hashtagging "I can't breathe"
Or getting questioned for stupid shit and I can't leave
Or just chillin' on my block, and I hear freeze
What type of shit is that?
Martin or Malcolm
And if we don't do nothing then we part of the problem for real choose one
It's either Martin or Malcolm for real