[Chorus: Montana of 300]
I’m suffocating , I can’t breathe God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t breathe, God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting' at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t

[Verse 1: Montana of 300]
They get behind that badge, then they start feeling bold
They know they’re being recorded, ain't scared to get exposed
Marching is getting old, my heart is getting cold
My people need every step of stepping that's pigeon toes
They told us Jesus’s coming, wait on them dumb bells
It’s time to fightback, we took enough L's
Still yelling fuck twelve, hope they could duck shells
We'll burn this bitch down
You’ll think the sun fell
R.I.P Sandra Bland, some of us tired of prayin'
This shit's been out of hand, I feel what Pac was sayin'
Protect and servin who? officers don’t have that privilege
And if your skin isn’t bright enough then you look suspicious
We’ve lost a lot no more whipping us like a parking lot
It’s time for talk to stop they kill one of us and [?] a cop
No Covid-19 when we wear a mask and our coughing stop, thinkin' bout' Walter Scott, make me wanna walk up and off a cop
[Chorus: Montana of 300]
I’m suffocating , I can’t breathe God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t breathe, God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting' at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t

[Verse 2: Montana of 300]
These ain’t no accidents, remember Eric Garner?
And you are not a good cop if you cannot check your partner
Skin color is why ya'll foul, all because Michael Brown
I fear for my life too, does that give me the right to strike you down
Hatin' on God's melanin
Really thinkin' they better than
When in the inside, we all flesh and blood with a skeleton
They prejudice, they don't want us moving up like The Jefferson's
KKK of today, Police uniforms what they dressing in
George Floyd it took three to pin him down, he wasn't wrestling
Cops caught on camera killing us
Police force filled with jealousy
Further investigations as if they need some more evidence
See liberty and justice for all is a place we've never been
Don't wanna give us a job, can't even take a jog, look how they did Ahmaud, they twist it like a lob
They taking lives and freedom
We sick of being robbed
Might send they ass up to God, I hope he can catch a lob
[Chorus: Montana of 300]
I’m suffocating , I can’t breathe God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t breathe, God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting' at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t

[Interlude: Montana of 300]
We gotta claim our nationality
We gotta read, the police hate a n***a that know the law
Why stand up for a flag when they hope we fall?
In a grave or a jail that can hold us all

[Pre-Chorus: OD Quake]
Why is this happening to me, God?
Why won't they let us be, God?
This is why we take a knee, God
I'm suffocating, I can't breathe, God!

[Chorus: Montana of 300 and OD Quake]
I’m suffocating , I can’t breathe God (I can't breathe)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t breathe, God (Woo!)
They on our necks with their knees, God
They shooting' at us before they tell us to freeze, God
We tired of marching, I swear i'm ready to squeeze, God
Please God, do something cause I can’t
[Outro: Montana of 300]
This is America people, I call it hells heaven