Lyrics:
I can't breathe (Can't Breathe, Can't Breathe)
A senseless loss of life
And I can't breathe
When I'm Knowin This Ain't Right
And I Can't Breathe Nahh
have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse
Saw the bullfighter's
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
This senseless killing
Ban the gun
It's time to right this wrong
Down in Parkland, Florida
A high school in a safe town
Torn apart by a young man
Angry
ain't the way we were meant to live
I said something's got to change
People causing people too much pain
All the senseless killing's got to cease
We could
like this
Talk like that
And when I'm shopping
Man, I'm buying all Black
Walk like this
Talk like that
And when I'm shopping
Man, I'm buying all
That bih met let her man go
Done put them all all in the friend zone
She a groupie so I put her in the fan zone
YSL what I'm rocking I got bands ho
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
My shit bad, shit crazy and that shit fascinates me
On my tongue where the tab is and it burn like battery acid
I
nosedive
With the crew, we be slick
Slipping by with what we came here to do
All the other guys try, man
I'm just letting loose
Never been good at that
niggas (what's that?)
You cannot defeat the Internet, no matter what, so chill, nigga
Don't get distracted by the money, you too relaxed
You livin' life
Did you go to Portugal to get that perfect tan?
My mother left my old man cause you asked her how she was
And the whole town wants your number cause
gonna die together
And you're all blinded by
Things we see in television
So you walk hand in hand
Smiling with the devil's man
Yeah you're right
Living
Diseased - cll you fools
Pray to your god
Deceived by the tales - Invented
Live by the words made by man
Serve the false god - Simpletons
Filled with
Yeah
We in the trenches on the offensive
Runnin' through machine gun fire
And barbed wire fences
Motherfuckers say that violence is senseless
But so
the damn cops)
Dem a call us, dem a call us
The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me
Call me a dope man, 'cause I rock dope beats
Jacked by
the secret briefcase
Belonging to the one mortal man
Who might be able to stop all of this senseless destruction and save 'america herself'!
Now, some
T.I.
Drama
Ursher baby
Hey, hey (yeah man)
Hey what's happening everybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk
the years roll on by
such a senseless waste of time
What a way to reform
Call out your number
who's a nonconformer
Shakey Brown didn't hang around
When
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
with Lil' Ripsta number one with the gun come come get some
Senseless killa Fifth Dog and posse run get gone
Fuck with the Bone four niggas strong
gives the man a smile
Reassuring, calculating
Acclimating, reconstructing by design
They say it’s useless to start
You’ll get carried away
You know you
Good Morning
Morning, sir
Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium
Ah, thank you, my good man
What can I do for you, sir?
Well, I was sitting
Yeah, ji-ji-jeah look, man, y'all niggas is
Predictable as a muthafucka, corny as shit
So I'ma give y'all a bar one time, man
Y'all know what
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