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• Artiste: Jerome Farah
• Titre: I Can't Breathe
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Welcome to black boy boulevard It's far from amazing Where there's chalk-sketched silhouettes of brothers on pavement Where there white boy raised and the black boy erased This guy's in shackles, we cuffs It's that modern day slavery Where my nose is wide and my lips is swole And so this whip I'm driving That must be stolen, I mean What's he hiding? What's he holding? If that [?] Then (du-du-du-du-du-du) I can't breathe, I can't breathe Put your knee in my neck when it's needing a breath I can't breathe, I can't breathe I know that freedom is living with no fear in my chest But i cross my heart but don't hope to die (don't hope to die) Pray I make it home tonight (pray I make it home alive) I can't breathe, I can't breathe (can't breathe, can't breathe) My mama place Zimbabwe Blood inside of my D.N.A So the history of my pigment's been written all on my face So I won't accomodate to that shit that I can't relate Like yelling 'all lives matter' with privilege in your veins It's hella hard to be an optimist When we optionless Documents say we in danger if them cops exist Life is like a box of chocolates And no I'm not convinced When chocolate kids spending life in a box For the same crime a white kid What's he hiding? What's he holding? If that [?] Then (du-du-du-du-du-du) I can't breathe, I can't breathe Put your knee in my neck when it's needing a breath (oh please) I can't breathe, I can't breathe Just know that, that freedom is living with no fear in our chests (yeah) But i cross my heart but don't hope to die (hope I do not die) Pray I make it home tonight (pray I make it home alive) I can't breathe, I can't breathe (can't breathe) [Bridge] We just left another mother mortified Another daughter growing up without a father Please Lordy I can't wait no longer no I know my skin ain't fair so the way they treat us just ain't fair I know my skin ain't fair so the way they treat us just- (Yeah yeah yeah) (Come on!) Won't you wake up (hey, hey) We just left a black king and a black queen Black [?] She don't wanna slide for no Mary-Kate & Ashley Make a nigga wanna grab the gat and go (du-du-du-du-du-du)