- published: 01 May 2014
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Malcolm X (/ˈmælkəm ˈɛks/; May 19, 1925 – February 21, 1965), born Malcolm Little and also known as el-Hajj Malik el-Shabazz (Arabic: الحاجّ مالك الشباز), was an American Muslim minister and a human rights activist. To his admirers he was a courageous advocate for the rights of blacks, a man who indicted white America in the harshest terms for its crimes against black Americans; detractors accused him of preaching racism and violence. He has been called one of the greatest and most influential African Americans in history.
Malcolm X was effectively orphaned early in life. His father was killed when he was six and his mother was placed in a mental hospital when he was thirteen, after which he lived in a series of foster homes. In 1946, at age 20, he went to prison for larceny and breaking and entering. While in prison, Malcolm X became a member of the Nation of Islam, and after his parole in 1952, quickly rose to become one of the organization's most influential leaders. He served as the public face of the controversial group for a dozen years. In his autobiography, Malcolm X wrote proudly of some of the social achievements the Nation made while he was a member, particularly its free drug rehabilitation program. In keeping with the Nation's teachings, he promoted black supremacy, advocated the separation of black and white Americans, and rejected the civil rights movement for their emphasis on integration.
All Eyes on the system placed before you.
no time for an explanation.
Deceitful, why we dancing
if you listen
close enough
doesn't it feel, like a broken record.
Slicing through the skin
the sound has been over played and overrated
but the dance shop takes a long time dont it
we go round and round.
forget the heart, the life, the sting, the stage, the sound.
we go all round, this way
I quess the powers that we will see
it's time to make, our dicision and if you listen
close enough.
doesn't it feel, like a broken record.
Slicing through the skin
the sound has been over played and overrated
and do I excist to satisfy you
and satisfy nothing
Im right here and I hoping to be something,
to mean something to somebody at all.
but it's the same old song, one dance
with the same old song.
same old song, same old song, same old song, it's the same old song
same old song, same old song, same old song, it's the same old song
doesn't it feel like a broken record, a broken record.
I excist to satisfy you to satisfy nothing.
fear stares the wrong ways.
but right know Im hoping to be something
to mean someting to somebody at all.