It's Not The Name They Call You,

I Have Suffered As Much As Martin Luther King. Only I Didn't Get The Bullet. And I Would Have Taken The Bullet If I Could Have.

Bring On Your Tear Gas, Bring On Your Grenades, Your New Supplies Of Mace, Your State Troopers And Even Your National Guards. But Let The Record Show We Ain't Going To Be Turned Around.

I'm Sick And Tired Of Black And White People Of Good Intent Giving Aspirin To A Society That Is Dying Of A Cancerous Disease.

I Wanted To Show That Martin Luther King Was Simply A Human Being, Not A God, Not A Saint.

Violence Is The Weapon Of The Weak.