Lost Verses (Medgar, Martin and Malcolm)

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna be an icon, like Medgar, Martin, Malcolm, yeah
I wanna be an icon, like Medgar, Martin and Malcolm, yeah
Days gone by, we saw these kings, all three predicted these things

They gave us all the facts to learn, instead we ignored and we focused
On the money we earned, like a price fighter in a deal with Eddie Hearn
These flows are confidential, we commit to memory before you burn
So you gotta hype, man, I ain't the type, man, that you want it with

Baptist, I don't really play that edge
I'm only here to drop hip-hop and spit the gift
This the type of flow that make man's reach for their 4th, 5th
As I continue to rhyme sick, you lame, treat your wives like you treat your side chick

And that's ish, and I'm the draft pick, like an early Harlem masterpiece
The thing about my kidney is I'm drawing, all MCs this year I'm flooring
Lying on the floor, I'm roaring, every booth, every stage I'm touring
Or towering over, this the game left in ruins, it's all over

Yeah, yeah, uh, see the game's left in ruins, man, it's all over
Yeah, uh, yo, tell em, yo
I'm old enough to remember, all those that have gone till November
There's no such thing as Christmas, I might skip December

This rap game is a club and I'm still a member, bank or shit
You best call me the lender, I bring six zeros after the number
That's ice and whatever, we tight like old boots made from leather
Black lumber forever, however, I wear a michi straight down to the socks

I keep my eyes on the rocks, finna use my platform
To change and elevate the art form, turn a negative to a positive norm
I'm optimist and I'm finna transform, it's a new dawn
The earth was cold, so I harnessed the power of the yellow sun

I made it warm, I'm not done, I'm still my turn
Listen here, this is what you need to fight fear
Grizzling on the floor like a big brown bear
I swear, if it wasn't for hip-hop, man, I wouldn't even care

Before it, I'd move mountains and battle
I told you, man, I wouldn't fight fear
I'm the type that throws grenades into the enemy's lair
I told you, man, don't compare, uh, yeah, don't compare

Please, don't compare
I told you, I wouldn't fight fear
So please, don't compare
Yeah, I wanna be an icon

Like Medgar, Martin and Malcolm
Yeah, I wanna be an icon
Like Medgar, Martin and Malcolm
Listen, I wanna be an icon

Like Medgar, Martin and Malcolm
Listen, I wanna be an icon
Like Medgar, Martin and Malcolm
Yeah, I wanna be an icon

Like Medgar, Martin and Malcolm
Listen, I wanna be an icon
Medgar, Martin, Malcolm

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