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(album: Sonshine - 2018)


He's got a gun, gun!
You beep move, I swear to God! gunshots

Shots fired
Lights flashing behind me
Life flashing at light speed
I'm asking can I breathe, can I breathe
Murder, murder on the replay, replay, replay
Murder, murder how much more can we take
We will not go quiet that's what we say, we say

Body drop, momma cried
Saw the shot, yeah, yeah, online
We just tryna live if you don't mind
You can try to kill us but we don't die
No, we don't die, no we don't die
Soul going high, soul going high
You can try to kill us but we don't die
Soul going high, soul going high

Hard to really get to safety when you're urban
Dodging bullets like you hate to drink a Bourbon
Pick your poison, who gone get your boys in blue?
Or triggers pointed to by kids who want your shoes
They shooting us back to back to back to back
Excusing they blasts with black on black is wack
But abusing a badge is just as bad as choosing
A pack, as trapping, cap your own habitat (yah yah)
We used to fear being dead or in jail
But in jail, you wouldn't hit heaven or hell
Now these cops just want your head when they tail
Shot at the stop or found dead in your cell
That's about as bland as it got for Sandra
Make them casket plans when cops say "hands up"
We got our hands up, don't shoot
They say "put them cams up don't shoot" (yah yah)

Body drop, momma cried
Saw the shot, yeah, yeah, online
We just tryna live if you don't mind
You can try to kill us but we don't die
No, we don't die, no we don't die
Soul going high, soul going high
You can try to kill us but we don't die
Soul going high, soul going high

Oh, you like me better with my mouth shut
I got a voice but I'm better left without one
How come they only get it when we turn into the loud ones
Riot in the street, here the crowd come, crowd come
They didn't listen to the protest, care less about a hashtag
Black lives matter when the blue lives murder, oh yes
And you wonder why we that mad
But I'm 'posed to just shut up and play nice
Stay silent when something ain't right
Pay homage when police save lives
But remain quiet when they killing us in broad daylight
Off the handle in the park, Tamir Rice
Got Philando in his car for tail light
Explain being choked to death
You won't Garner an answer
Won't hold my breath
You ain't gotta agree, this is my opinion
I'm just hollering "please can we stop the killing"
Whether cops on a beat or get shot by a G on your block 'cause you shopping the kilos
It's not a feeling any mother should feel
That's why the Father said "thou shalt not kill"
It's good cops, I'm just looking for balance
Can we stop hashtagging caskets please?

Lights flashing behind me
Life flashing at light speed
I'm asking can I breathe, I'm asking can I breathe
Thou shall not kill to the coppers that up to no good
Thou shall not kill till you popping off in your hood
Thou shall not kill was a charge from the Father
I promise it's for our own good
Can I breathe?

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