I Can’t Breathe

Album cover art for "I Can’t Breathe" by Samuel L. Jackson & Sticky Fingaz & Talib Kweli & Mad Lion & Brother J & KRS-One

Samuel L. Jackson & Sticky Fingaz & Talib Kweli & Mad Lion & Brother J & KRS-One - Rap

I Can’t Breathe

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Duration: 4:52

Lyrics

[Intro: Sticky Fingaz & Samuel L. Jackson] Yo Sam Jack, holla at 'em All you celebrities out there, here's a chance to do something else I challenge all of you to sing the "we ain't gonna stop till people are free" song Word is power Here we go Let's go, let's go [Hook: Samuel L. Jackson & Children's Choir] I can hear my neighbor crying "I can't breathe" Now I'm in the struggle and I can't leave Calling out the violence of the racist police "We ain't gonna stop, till people are free" [Verse 1: Sticky Fingaz] Fuck all this marchin', my motherfucking feet hurt We starvin' and we ain't tryna eat dirt My grandmother said the last shall be first Well he started it, he hit me first Justice for everybody or justice for none Trust this, we all related, we share the same sun You don't want me to turn into an activist 'Cause if I don't see some action I'll start acting with my fists We was in chains when you made your laws But things done changed, we ain't slaves no more I was raised "somebody hit you, then you hit them back" If I avenge my brothers' deaths I still can't get them back I still can't get them back If I avenge my brothers' deaths I still can't get them back I still can't get them back If I avenge my brother's death I still can't get— Killing innocent cops ain't the answer, son We better than that, them niggas just as bad as them They just making us strong, we fight side by side Can't take you no longer, revolution will be Wi-Fied [Hook: Samuel L. Jackson & Children's Choir] I can hear my neighbor crying "I can't breathe" Now I'm in the struggle and I can't leave Calling out the violence of the racist police "We ain't gonna stop, till people are free" [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Nah, yeah, have heart, have money (Mitchy Slick said) Have smarts, have cunning You not talking organization built out of not coming I'm not a politician, don't need an office and I'm not running They got it rigged, they try to make your dreams impossible For the schools, to the court systems, to the jails, to the hospitals It's a domino effect, son, I peeped it a long time ago So native with the flow that they calling me Mic Geronimo They like to argue with the facts and the data All lives will never matter till black lives matter The black united is living directly on groovy sounds The word is the flesh and nothing moving 'less it's on the ground America dream or American lie You ever try to carve a piece of that American Pie? The chance of dying from an American cop Eight times more likely than a terrorist plot I'm like "Wow, who's the terrorist now?", no ain't hard to see I just observe my surroundings, no this ain't prophecy It's just mental photography, this is my odyssey And at the poem I'm shouting from the tops of mountains Where there's a lot to see but it's hard to breathe [Hook: Samuel L. Jackson & Children's Choir] I can hear my neighbor crying "I can't breathe" Now I'm in the struggle and I can't leave Calling out the violence of the racist police "We ain't gonna stop, till people are free" [Verse 3: Mad Lion] Babylon why you stop me for From you treat us as inferior then it's all out war No remorse as to how we are So so there's no empathy when we blow your brains on the tar Blue Coats and badges Terrorizing I Cities And the want us to give them pity You MAD !!! But inna the streets them a Gun We Down With our hand up or We hands Down You give us justice And we'll give you peace From all our fallen soliders Now deceased Or feel the fury of a Black Nation That decide to release there inner Beast Babylon we ago gun them down From them get out of line We ago gun them down Babylon not no friend of mine We ago gun them down Babylon has run out of time We ago gun them down Black Nations hafi shine [Verse 4: Brother J] Black lives matter not, son, review your data Dirt slots more abundant till the Earth is shattered Every 28 hours, hot slugs pain flesh Terrorism's abundant, crackheads for death Bucket lists for devils, extinction fests Population control is on the President's desk I got a camera and a hammer, ballistic vest World Star homicide is like a new day fresh From the corners of the Chi, Ferguson to the Levy's Neglect on my people is heavy The death toll got me cocked and ready Word-wide RPG's represent we study, it's mad bloody Sunday, Monday, every day is a new ish Multi-colored devils, pedophiles unconscious Obnoxious climate, I can't breathe The red on the flag is not the blood on his sleeve, fight back! [Hook: Samuel L. Jackson] Calling out the violence of the racist police "We ain't gonna stop, till people are free" [Verse 5: KRS-One] Hip-hop, let's go People get free, get free Harriet T., Nat T., Bucka T., look at me Huh, I'm fearless, known for bravery It's clear, they wanna take us all back to slavery But chains ain't made for me, it's insane to me The police and the Klan are the same to me It's plain to see, it's war I'm busting off crazily, leave a racist on the floor The Blacklemore, the maroon, the blue, black The indigo, Asiatic black if you that There's no time to do crack, no time to act Like you lack the tack to attack - fight back! It's time to react, put an end to the insanity Real black men, protect your real black family Never lazy, God gave us the right To take the life of those trying to take away our babies This is crazy frontin' When the police are killing black kids and the black President ain't saying nothin' They hunting, they hunting us down like wild game So it's karma, I suggest we do the same [Hook: Samuel L. Jackson & Children's Choir] I can hear my neighbor crying "I can't breathe" Now I'm in the struggle and I can't leave Calling out the violence of the racist police "We ain't gonna stop, till people are free" [Collision: KRS-One] Talib, Sticky Fingaz, Mad Lion, singing with Jackson KRS-One, we coming through, yo! [Outro: KRS-One & Children's Choir] Remember Revolution only works for those that participate Don't stand on the sidelines Pick up a bottle We ain't gonna stop, till people are free

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Credits

Writers
  • Samuel L. Jackson
  • Sticky Fingaz
  • Talib Kweli
  • Mad Lion
  • Brother J
  • KRS-One