I Can't Breathe

(альбом: Die A Legend - 2020)

(GQ Beats)
Yeah

Think I'm tired of being silent
Tired of people not tired to see us dying (Tired)
Tired of praying, think it's time to pick up iron (What?)
What else is left? They ain't tired of being violent?
Look at how they killing us, they show us how the feeling us
Lynching us in broad day, look, that ain't real enough?
Take it in our own hands (What?)
'Cause it's so hard to be a Black male, a Black man
We don't have a Black chance (Yeah)
Visions of these Black boys hanging (Yeah)
But down in my hood, you see these Black boys banging (Look)
At a traffic stop, they really got your ass aiming (Yeah)
I could really die, I ain't paranoid, baby (I'm not)
Staring at my son, I really know that this affects him
They violate my rights, so how I'm gon' protect him? (How?)
Caught up in a rage and I'm tired of protesting (Tired)
Got us so stuck, our development arrested
And I don't have the answer (Nah)
No, I'm not the answer (Nah)
We don't have the cure, and we probably not the cancer
What we 'posed to do when our enemy attacks us?
Sliding on my gloves, getting ready to get masked up (Yeah), dear Lord (Woo)

Dear Mama, hate to see you cry (Yeah)
All you wanted from your son was to see him fly (Yeah)
But now they got him on a slab and I know you feel bad (It do)
'Cause it's killing you to see him die
And all I heard him say was

Please, I can't breathe
He got his steel on my neck, I can't breathe
They putting pressure on my chest and I'm cuffed to the back
Dear Mama, think they killing me, I can't breathe
I think they choking me to death, I can't breathe
I guess I'm the one next, I can't breathe
How many shots do it take? How many officers to hate?
Dear Lord, I need a break 'cause I can't breathe

Now tell me what to do, do I try harder? (Do I?)
Do I give in to the cause? Do I die of murder? (What I do?)
All this footage that we've seen, it's a viral horror (Damn)
We still living Sean Bell and Eric Garner (Uh-huh)
'Cause they so diabolical (What?), forty-one, I'ma do (Yeah)
Niggas in the hood now asking me what I'ma do (What?)
Saying if I move, then, homie, we gon' ride with you (Yeah)
I been chasing money, now I'm thinking what if that was you?
Let me think (Hmm)
Cops shot eighty, killed my aunt
White men still living, they killed Trayvon (Damn)
We saw those racists chase down Ahmaud (We saw it)
Look how they do George, that broke my heart (Livid)
Fuck it, Jesus ain't coming (Woo)
See if they like us with these sticks with the drumming (Let's go)
Enough enough, man, we already running (Yeah)
What can we lose? Shit is already crumbling (Yeah)

Dear Mama, hate to see you cry
'Cause all you wanted from your son was to see him fly
But now they got him on a slab and I know you feel bad
'Cause I know it's really killing you to see him die
And all I heard him say was

Please, I can't breathe
He got his steel on my neck, I can't breathe
They putting pressure on my chest and I'm cuffed to the back
Dear Mama, think they killing me, I can't breathe
I think they choking me to death, I can't breathe
I guess I'm the one next, I can't breathe
How many shots do it take? How many officers to hate?
Dear Lord, I need a break 'cause I can't breathe