Lasko - Malcolm London lyrics

[Intro] My name is Malcolm London, I'm 23, and the title of this piece is OPIA [Hook] He sound a little different, don't he? He sound a little different He sound a little different, don't he? He sound a little different [Verse 1] My name is Malcolm London, gotta say the London London on the track, call that Daytona Never been to London but you bet I'm going Barely got diploma, barely got diploma College dropout making college keynotes Open locked doors, ya you know I made my keyhole I'm an aerosol you know I never finish it But the time came right I had to finish this This, this, this one for my family, for my brothers This one for my cousins, for Teddy, for TT, for Juju For Tracy, Jerome, for Sidney This one for Misty Boy you know I miss it This one for my grandma on my daddy's side This for everybody on my daddy's side This one for the family I made outside the blood This for all the blood I spilled, this one for the love This one for the Kevin Colvilles and the best friends sofas This for Noname, who gave you yours, [?] who gave you home For Nico, Josh, Sam, Sarah and me This one for the old, old, YouMedia teams For running open mics before the Open Mike for Brother Mike For lonely nights without your brother For Susie, Aunts [?], Uncle Milton, orphans and siblings [?] Fresco, and Eagle [?] This one for Steve and Clare, or the ones that care who can't be there Or event the ones that talk behind your back but shake your hands in public This for saving money while earning different receipts For challenging rape culture and following your dreams [Bridge] He made a little difference didn't he? He made a little difference He made a little difference didn't he? He made a little difference So don't forget my name, said Malcolm London Boy I made a name and it's Malcolm London Tell me what's my name? Malcolm London Now you know I can, Malcolm London [Verse 2] Been around the world and back Seen a cul de sac, turned around but never turned my back Turn it up like a thermostat Every zodiac would push more than that Never reacted to copycats or the chit chat I don't get even, I just sit back like a diplomat And dip sets like an acrobat But don't get it confused, I go tit for tat That tic-tac-toe, is Malcolm X I'm next on the cover of Complex talking prison industrial complex Wordsmith with a Smith and Weston Will Smith with those Smiff n Wessun More Western, teach your adolescents we don't need guns, just love Or you wanna do it like me, or you be low, or you D. Rose, or you emo? Well I got the greenbow, pull the rabbit out the hat Come see that magic Intergalactic, put 'em in a casket, sadistic, it's tragic This Tubman, or Jackson Ay, this produced by Jackson Malcolm London, Malcolm London Malcolm London, Malcolm London Please don't forget the X, ah Tryna not forget my ex, ah But this one for my people, this for peeps This one be for you, you, you, you and you For you