{Intro: Malcolm X} "Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair ? Who taught you to hate the texture of your skin to such extent that you bleach?" {Verse 1: Curtesy} Murder on religion without no pot to piss in Murder on the thought's that got us reminiscing In slaved minds trapped in prisms Hieroglyphic notes inside my denim Man they got me tryna fill them How deep can it go How much can we grow How much can you belive when you have yet to know How does the boat row inside a sea of hope This 20 in the winter without no f**ing coat Firstcla** n***a sitting happily in coach You ain't gotta be rich for me to approach I hope you know I'm usually ghost But today I came out even a n***a had to vote {Hook 1: Curtesy} They told me If your white you alright If your brown stick around And if ya yellow then your mellow brother And if your black get back click clack x2 {Verse 2: Curtesy} And sense I'm from the suburb Don't mean that over my head a halo hover Or that I had a mother Or slept with a warm cover Or that I never suffered Yes I love my brothers We treat one another with high respect No need for the tech Just pay this art respect And if you don't get it then you must be trippin I bet that clip would fix it I'm from the many gifted Who learns when getting lifted It's God's child With some bad intention No one pays attention Until gats go get to ripping Until my words got to flipping Which lead me into detention Back in high school when I first learned this When I first dealt with n***as being selfish Try to steal my clothes Tryed to steal my hoes Tryd to steal my chain Try to steal my watch until I bashed his f**ing brain {Hook 2: Curtesy} They told me If your white your alright If your brown stick around huh And if ya yellow then ya mellow brother And if your black get back click clack x2 {Outro: Curtesy} Don't listen what they tell you x 4 Get back get back Preach a lesson before they tell ya Before you hit the grave you ain't never gone save You gotta stand for something x2 You gone stand for something ?x3 Or you gone fall for it all x2 You gone stand for sum or fall for it all x2 "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 you don't want to be around each other No before you come asking Mr. muhammad does he teach hate You should yourself who taught you to hate being what God gave you."