Can't Breathe

Can't Breathe Song by Kabaka Pyramid Dem system is a strain and a mess Me feel it like a pain inna me chest The people need a rest I, feel like me cyaan breathe Inna this yah suffocation The people living inna sufferation Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read Many cyaan spell, but a that dem have we under You cyaan tell the man different from woman yah The people dem a swell, the food a gi' we cancer Look how long we a tell dem 'bout the benefits a ganja Dem no like the smell, so we no get no sponsor Rum and cigarette company dem running rampant No money nah flow, the ghetto get so stagnant You haffi strong like Junior Gong flagman Me say me cyaan breathe Inna this yah suffocation The people living inna sufferation Me cyaan breathe, me feel claustrophobic Up inna system weh no economic growth is Me say me cyaan breathe Inna this yah suffocation The people living inna sufferation Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read Inna the depths of this mental pollution Dem waan we tek a dive, living in destitution But still we a survive, in spite a persecution We humble as child, becah this revolution Is of a different kind, we have a different mind I pree some different sings living inna different time I can feel the frequencies changing around me Is like the society a drown me I, feel like me cyaan breathe Inna this yah suffocation The people living inna sufferation Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read Aye! A long time the Rastaman a warn dem Fi lowe the bloody meat and go tek it to the farm dem Now a just disease dem a put inna the corn And the damn soya bean, you must start farm And the youth dem a the future, yet the police a remand dem Tell Queen Elizabeth gi' we wha' we demand A repatriation chant, to the motherland Yes, we gone, then we no waan resort fi go harm dem I, feel like me cyaan breathe Inna this yah suffocation The people living inna sufferation Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read Whoa, now, now, now Schi-bi-li-bang The Rastaman is chanting now Aye! The nyabinghi haffi sound Babylon is burning down, yeah A King Selassie I a wear the crown Whoa now, now, now I, feel like me cyaan breathe Inna this yah suffocation The people living inna sufferation Me cyaan breathe, me cyaan breathe When the youths cyaan write and cyaan read