see who's a better pacifist

I fought the caste system

but you still cannot touch this

slumdog skillionaire

first name messiah

raps so hot

I spit yoga fire

everything you preach

I said it first

you should jot down these words

plagiarize my whole verse

leave your thoughts on the door

like the real Martin Luther

I'm not thinking

you shall over come this Junior

I'm the king of civil rights

from the city to suburbia

no shoes no shirt

but I'm still gonna serve ya

make ya swallow your words

so you can break the fast

then thank God all mighty

you can eat at last

I admire the way

you broke the British power

but I have a dream

that one day you'll take a shower

like the H in your name

you ought to remain silent

flatten your style like bread

naan violence

You would know about bread

Dr. Birmingham sandwich

boycott those grits

sit in with some spinach

with protests and women

the same advice goes

always stay

away from the ho's

I've got so much street cred

they write my name on the signs

I'd ring you for tech support

but I got a no bell prize

nigga we got more beef

than one of your sacred cows

but I'm about to forgive you

so hard right now

I am passively resisting

the fact that you suck

I am celibate because

I don't give a fuck

who won?

who's next?

you decide