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

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 old christian way
'Til 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
Oh, I'm screamin', I cannot breathe, my 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 high school was how to fix a car
'Cause the state don't fund the schools where them brown kids are
In a system built to fail him and incentivized 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
And officer Pantaleo, that crooked little swine
He put Eric in a chokehold and squeezed away his life
He left behind six 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
Oh, I'm screamin', I cannot breathe, my Lord
From under the devil's knee
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In Louisville, Kentucky, the DA and the mayor
They have yet to charge the three 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 tweeny rounds
At the window through the curtains from outside
Breonna worked the long shift, her dream's to be a nurse
How I wish I could saved her from this American Curse
Don't tell me your position, I don't need no sympathy
Yeah, 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
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
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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
From under the devil's knee
From under the devil's knee