Denzel Martyr - Breathe

I told you this is not the way. Shush, be quiet.
Mr. Floyd can’t breathe, now we riot.
So you either down for the cause or you behind it.
Pick a side, and ain’t no turning back so do it wisely.
I choose the way of the Lord, ain’t no guessing.
I’ll seek out His word for my transgressions.
For every single loss, there’s a lesson.
I understand this feeling but we can’t forget the message.
Wrong is wrong, and ain’t no denying it.
But violence begets violence, the cycle never ends.
Well, Mr. Know it all, what is it then?
Eventually, a beaten dog gets tired of a closed fist.

Hook:
They think a pool of blood is gon change things.
Whether black or white, we all have the same stream.
Holding hands together, that was a King’s dream.
Now it seems we barely chuck a deuce just to say peace.

Forgive us, Lord, for we were wide awake.
I pray to you, for our soul to take.
My skin is not the sin, but no second chances.
Foot on my neck, I can’t breathe under these circumstances.

2nd Verse:
Guess they missed it when Kendrick talked about mortal men.
For death is the purchase when you use the wage of sin.
People perish when all they know is ignorance, an eye for an eye leaves us blind in the very end.
But this mob ready to lynch, so we fight.
Tie your mask, grab a bat, now we rioting.
What happens after that? Is a soul saved?
Will the dead come back to life? Is the world a better place?
Like I told you before, there’s a better way.
If they set up this game, then you don’t need to play.
Follow the ways of God, now let us pray.
You can’t say He quiet when your bible closed anyway.
I had to use this beat as a demonstration.
You need answers, well God’s word is the explanation.
Tribute to George Floyd In a conversation.
Cause lives gone like this in America are breathtaking.

Hook:
They think a pool of blood is gon change things.
Whether black or white, we all have the same stream.
Holding hands together, that was a King’s dream.
Now it seems we barely chuck a deuce just to say peace.

Forgive us, Lord, for we were wide awake.
I pray to you, for our soul to take.
My skin is not the sin, but no second chances.
Foot on my neck, I can’t breathe under these circumstances.

Written by:
Eric Hagstrom, Kevin Martin, Tony Martin

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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