That Is A Lie. I'm Not For

It’s Just Like When You’ve Got Some Coffee That’s Too Black, Which Means It’s Too Strong. What You Do? You Integrate It With Cream; You Make It Weak. If You Pour Too Much Cream In, You Won’t Even Know You Ever Had Coffee. It Used To Be Hot, It Becomes Cool. It Used To Be Strong, It Becomes Weak. It Used To Wake You Up, Now It’ll Put You To Sleep.

Brothers And Sisters, Friends And Enemies: I Just Can't Believe Everyone In Here Is A Friend, And I Don't Want To Leave Anybody Out.

I'll Say Nothing Against Him. At One Time The Whites In The United States Called Him A Racialist, And Extremist, And A Communist. Then The Black Muslims Came Along And The Whites Thanked The Lord For Martin Luther King.

It'll Be The Ballot Or The Bullet. It'll Be Liberty Or It'll Be Death

I Don't Have Any Hate. I've Got Some Sense. I'm Not Going To Let Anybody Who Hates Me Tell Me To Love Him. I'm Not That Way-out.