I Can't Breathe - Cop Killers/No Jokes - Lyrics in description

Dilettante Nomad

This track was written and recorded December 23rd 2015 while I was stuck home with a broken ankle. The heavy news at the time was unarmed black men getting killed by police all over the country; most of the time the cops were not getting arrested for their actions of murder...this was my response, and things haven't changed much. Champagne pops To kill the pain like cops slaying another black teen STOP unnamed unarmed keep’em in chains, hoodies and barbed wire fences lock’em in a yard like a dog that’s reckless protect us not by fear and force We here have lost our hopes in high courts our justice has faults they’re playing like sports fussing and fighting knighted for lost bodies if it’s night, toss the body in the ditch and unload a clip in the kid for giving lip like he did He spoke up to the limp dick bitch with a badge How can we fight a battle that’s matched unfair? dispatched send more units like flair they fire them up hired, tenured, retired for what? who are they serving when they’re programmed like servents to focus their purpose on numbers to hurt us? quota counting, donut eating, soda drinking hounds round’em up, the innocent victims, throw’em in the pound they get paid by weight scale’em, skin’em ‘they've been failing from the beginning, it’s their fate’ so they wail’em and kick’em they’ve been ailing from the sickness and they can’t escape this viscous cycle is vital to life the squad has their rifles and they’re ready to shoot tonight loot your life loot for life i got no loot i got no life we need roots like Toby’s trife it’s trite it’s like “It’s normal, right?” it’s regular news, it’s just everyday life From ISIS to Ice Kids PD to Vice Grips Mike Tyson can’t fight this violence from night Crips Blood drips down a telephone pole Not even ET can make his call home stop the violence stop the greed they’re both a by-product from watching capitalist TV factual viewings of refugees left by society grant Immunity, Amnesty, freedom from tyranny tiredly I ironically am tired of fighting too but lately I’ve noticed that it frightens you get off your fucking couch and demand back your liberties unite together, Black, White, Syrian, Mexican, Any oppressed alien of any thespian ally All of US make a statement that 99% is done with this shit stop killing us with blood money you dumb prick cuz this private dick will slip into slit and bust some shit I’m a fucking gumshoe stuck on my heels but your hands up, cuz im gunning for real Buca Buca boo buca, bu buca buca blah If ultimate peace is the answer? why do we listen to bullying banter even schools are eliminating antlers we should be hopeful for no postal disasters you cannot achieve peace with war as the answer animosity will brew under nervous laughter cuz they’re plotting revenge to avenge ancestors they’re invested we're conflicted ive protested, and i’ve shifted I’ve been lifted, i’ve been level, i’ve been balanced and i’ve been disheveled the devil tests our treble with our actions how we act in trouble with our tactics if we’re attacking or practical acting logical with coherent thoughts is rational passionate proletariat they capture white flags from territories terror and gory im better with glory an inventor of underdog stories 30 plus years with a hustle historians ruffle through pages like “His story is outrageous, right?” courageous i’ve jumped through flames and made it i’ve played the game and changed it chained and been in cages change is in the wages trains have been raided i’ve reigned as a sovereign tasteless ruler but ive seen the light in being selfless is cooler ive worn many masks ive done many tasks and if had many people ask “Why I Roam?” I want a universal home from Key West to New York to Miami to Rome Texas, Vegas, Barcelona, Madrid We’ve finally made it like cajuns and pagans slayed many demons accept the peace kid respect to each kid