Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Can't Breathe, artist - Maino.
Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Can't Breathe |
What else is left? |
They ain’t tired of bein' violent? |
Look at how they killin' us, they show us how the feelin' us |
Lynchin' 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 hangin' (Yeah) |
But down in my hood, you see these Black boys bangin' (Look) |
At a traffic stop, they really got your ass aimin' (Yeah) |
I could really die, I ain’t paranoid, baby (I'm not) |
Starin' 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 protestin' (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? |
Slidin' on my gloves, gettin' 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 killin' 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 puttin' pressure on my chest and I’m cuffed to the back |
Dear Mama, think they killin' me, I can’t breathe |
I think they chokin' 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 livin' Sean Bell and Eric Garner (Uh-huh) |
'Cause they so diabolical (What?), forty-one, I’ma do (Yeah) |
Niggas in the hood now askin' me what I’ma do (What?) |
Sayin' if I move, then, homie, we gon' ride with you (Yeah) |
I been chasin' money, now I’m thinkin' what if that was you? |
Let me think (Hmm) |
Cops shot eighty, killed my aunt |
White men still livin', 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 comin' (Woo) |
See if they like us with these sticks with the drummin' (Let's go) |
Enough enough, man, we already runnin' (Yeah) |
What can we lose? |
Shit is already crumblin' (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 killin' 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 puttin' pressure on my chest and I’m cuffed to the back |
Dear Mama, think they killin' me, I can’t breathe |
I think they chokin' 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 |