Cant Breathe
Hook
What you doing over here, my nigga
Why jogging down the street my nigga
What you doin writing checks my nigga
Why selling cigarettes my nigga
Why you tryna resist my nigga
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, I can’t muthafuckin breathe
Verse 1
Poc, not piece of crap person of color
Strong black passed down from me dad and me mother
I tried to sit my with my kids teach em the sweeta the berry
But turned the news on its another brotha dead gettin buried
News anchors slandering a dead man they dishonor his life
Don’t give rats ass bout family his daughter his wife
Long as the ratings good yo ass is just today’s sacrifice
I know they killin all you blackys but just chill just be nice
I think I’m numb to this and really that’s the part that’s most scary
I can’t recall the time this system ever treated us fairly
We descendants of illiterate slaves and victims of rape
Itd kill em to see us doin great
I could neva let the pass go, and forget my ancestors just make yo punk ass feel mo comfortable
When they still chain us like animals, then put they knee our necks until the life go, no
Hook
What you doing over here, my nigga
Why jogging down the street my nigga
What you doin writing checks my nigga
Why selling cigarettes my nigga
Why you tryna resist my nigga
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, I can’t muthafuckin breathe
Verse 2
It’s like they don’t see color till a black kill a black
When a white kill a black it’s excuses infact
They say this country got no racist roots like they ain’t heard of the klan
From which allot of them became cops to treat a black male less than a man
You can’t even wear a hoodie if ya skin is like mine
It’s like every store run my I put my whole life on the line
Wanna profile me kuse ima black and the next man ain’t
Telling me I deserve death if I ain’t whole saint
When you black and make mistakes then you just a thug
But when white spray a church, you was just troubled duh
Go college get degrees and cop still shoot ya
Spread awareness take a knee and the crowd still boo ya
Shut up dribble rich nigga, you ain’t have to live ya life black when poor we know you
Can’t win no matter what you do, kuse they’ll hit the wrong house shoot you ass in ya own home too
Hook
What you doing over here, my nigga
Why jogging down the street my nigga
What you doin writing checks my nigga
Why selling cigarettes my nigga
Why you tryna resist my nigga
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, can’t breathe can’t breathe
Hands up hands up, I can’t muthafuckin breathe