UNDER THE DEVIL’S KNEE

Under the devil's knee oh lord, I'm under the devil's knee

Screamin' I cannot breathe oh lord, from under the devil's knee

When George Floyd was a young boy in a project called The Bricks

It was hard to see a way out of Houston, Texas

All them kids would tease him because of where he lived

But he never planned to stay long a Cuney Homes kid

Yes his love for basketball got him a scholarship

All the way at South Florida State

He came back after 2 years/ lookin for a job

But got wrapped back up in bullshit/ pled guilty to the law

George came outta prison with his head on straight

Teachin' all the neighborhood children the good ol christian way

Till his life was taken from him for no reason but his race

On the twenty-fifth of May

Under the devil's knee oh lord, I'm under the devil's knee

Screamin' I cannot breathe oh lord, from under the devil's knee

Eric was his first name and Garner was his last

Yes he hailed from New York City and had to grow up fast

All he learned from highschool was how to fix a car

Cos the state don't fund the schools where them brown kids are

In a system built to fail him and incentivised to charge

He just did what he had to do

Out on Staten Island on a hot day in July

Like a man of peace that he was, breakin' up a fight

Officer Pantaleo, that crooked little swine

He put Eric in a chokehold and squeezed away his life

He left behind 6 children, and stolen from his wife

I curse the day you ever opened up your eyes

Under the devil's knee oh lord, I'm under the devil's knee

Screamin' I cannot breathe oh lord, from under the devil's knee

In Louisville, Kentucky, the DA and the mayor

They have yet to charge the 3 thugs who killed Breonna Taylor

They broke into her home at midnight unannounced

Without badges or a warrant/ so Kenny stood his ground

To protect the woman he loved/ and they fired 20 rounds

At the window, through the curtains from outside

Breonna worked the long shift, had dreams to be a nurse

How I wish I coulda saved her from this American Curse

Don't tell me your position/ don't need no sympathy

Yea your bleeding heart's complicit if you ain't in the street

Now's the time to use that privilege and wake up from your sleep

or get out the way/ we ain't waitin' for next time

Under the devil's knee oh lord I'm under the devil's knee

Oh I'm screamin I cannot breathe my lord

From under the devil's knee