paroles de chanson I Can't Breathe - Jerome Farah

Welcome to black boy boulevard
It′s far from amazin'
Where there 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 drivin′
That must be stolen, I mean

What′s he hidin'?
What′s he holdin'?
If that be a knife
Then (Du-du-du-du-du-du)

I can′t breathe, I can't breathe
With your knee in my neck when it′s needin' a breath, oh please
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 (I 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 spendin' life in a box
For the same crime a white kid did

What′s he hidin'?
What′s he holdin'?
If that be a knife
Then (Du-du-du-du-du-du)

I can′t breathe, I can't breathe
With your knee in my neck when it's needing a breath, oh please
I can′t breathe, I can′t breathe
Just know 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 (I can′t breathe)

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!)

(Hey, hey)
Won′t you wake up
(Hey, hey)

We just left a black king and a black queen
Black Martin keep the cemetery crash free
She don′t wanna slide for no Mary-Kate and Ashley
Make a nigga wanna grab the gat and go (Du-du-du-du-du-du)