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I Can't Breathe (feat. King Vvibe)

from Raw Scriptures by T. Karras

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lyrics

I see what the problem is
Too much fake shit, not enough real shit, you know what I mean
Like you fakers understand what the problem is
When you don't understand at all and that's what's causing our downfall you know

I can’t breathe
Can’t you see
I need me some air
Seems like y’all don’t care

Y’all be suffocatin’ me with the pressure to conform
I look around and see everything’s wartorn
Fights everywhere you go, everybody’s on edge
Psychological warfare has messed with people’s heads
To the point where nobody knows what to believe
They all fightin’ for the spotlight, it’s just misery
Even the TV be tellin’ y’all what to do
It’s like we’re enslaved to those rich people’s views
I’ve been fighting for freedom and equality for all
Now it seems like it’s futile to see change at all
Apathy’s taken over, they don’t give a shit
There’s too many two-faced people who aren’t even legit
Comittin’ abuse of all kinds to feel the power
I face them head on, I ain’t a fuckin’ coward
Yet they clap back, sayin’ I’m a fuckin’ asshole
Get the knee off my throat, I can’t breathe anymore

I can’t breathe
Can’t you see
I need me some air
Seems like y’all don’t care

I scream my name out, tell the cop that I can't breathe
He got his foot up on my neck, it's just some crazy scene
And I'm just a black man just trynna do my best
And fuck the police, I have to say it with my chest
They got their camera on, they got they gun in they hip
They rock the same color talkin' about a gun and a clip
They talkin' about, we gon serve and protect
That ain't what they been doin' cause they keep the gun straight to my neck
Why you think I walk in the buildin' demandin' respect
Like I'm a black man so I ain't playin' with all of the rest
I keep it real and I know I'm runnin' drills
The same army but it's different how I'm servin' all these skills
Did they read me my rights? I don't think so
That just means that I'm free to go, I ain't got no time for no talkin' bro
And I'm for real, in this rap game yeah I'm lyrical
But with all you funk punk police, it's so pitiful

I can’t breathe
Can’t you see
I need me some air
Seems like y’all don’t care

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from Raw Scriptures, released September 2, 2021

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