Breakfast of Champions
Jean Grae Quelle Chris Lyrics


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Ma'am?
Shots fired
Shots fired
Shots fired
Shots fired

I woke up, ate my breakfast, a plate full of posts and texts
Saw somebody else got shot up, this time by some cops in Texas or Virginia
Can't remember, can't keep count
They rope a doping, tryna wear down my emotions
B-but if they just abided they'd be cool
If they say "jump" you say "how high?"
You know what's wrong, you say alright, and don't you look them in the eyes
Be quiet, boy, sound familiar huh boy? (Pause)
Or you'll find yourself quote-unquote martyred for the cause
A mural on the wall
A hashtag for teen white kids to troll for angry response
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
You just another angry nigga shoutin', what you pressin'?
Why you poutin'?
Why we singing 'We Shall Overcome' in the 2000s?
Devil's tryna turn this car around, but we've been asking "are we there yet?" for the last 400 miles

Like fuck, damn, shit, wow
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
Like damn, shit, fuck, wow
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
(Alright) It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out

Woke up in a cold sweat, drenched like I'm Ronald in a Genesis
Spent and I haven't even been awake for minutes
And in these times sometimes I think it's better with the religion
An invisible man and he can quantify the pain we're given
Survivin', 'cause survivin' ain't the same as really livin'
Teach the babies that, please educate the children
Freeze, now they on the concrete pleadin' for forgiveness
I don't know what kind of litmus test this shit is, but dig this
It beats your body down and straight burns your body out
So you're wasting time just caterin' to pain, party down
Gettin' through the day-to-day to maintain is hard as hell
It ain't fuckin' fair, it's not just "get over it" over or get over it sober
Nobody's past the quotas and nobody's past agendas
Just hard to sing some lullabies to sleep
When they pumping in your, pumping in your, pumping in your jeep jeep
Shots fired, shots fired
It ain't I'm not a warrior, bitch I'm Dora Milaje
My mother was a freedom fighter like writer Aja Monet
I'm a well-seasoned veteran no way, I don't need OJ to get off on some murders
I need veteran racists off pay and in jail
But the bastards seem to linger like some chemtrails
Children called they mamas while they stared at daddy's entrails
C'mon, how much more evidence you want?
You think you could use your privilege like a human shield in front?
Without the Pepsi, miss me
I pray the bullets miss me, but you not about that life
So let me tell you how this shit be

It's like fuck, damn, shit wow
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
I said it's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's like damn, shit, fuck, wow
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out




It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out

Overall Meaning

The chorus of "Shots fired" throughout the song serves as a reminder of the prevalence of police brutality and violence against black bodies. Jean Grae and Quelle Chris start off by examining how the constant barrage of news of police shootings can desensitize and exhaust individuals emotionally. They ask the question of why people continue to comply with the system that perpetuates inequality and violence. The lyrics address the gaslighting tactics used by those in power to make people feel guilty or crazy for opposing injustice.


The second verse delves deeper into the toll that this constant trauma takes on the psyche. The artists express the frustration of feeling like survival is the only option and how it takes time and education to differentiate between mere survival and truly living. The lyrics also touch on the concept of performative allyship, where individuals use their privilege as a shield instead of actively trying to create change. The song ends with a plea for action and change, instead of just empty words.


Line by Line Meaning

I woke up, ate my breakfast, a plate full of posts and texts
Started the day by checking social media, but saw news of yet another police shooting, this time in Texas or Virginia.


Can't remember, can't keep count
The number of police shootings and instances of racial injustice is overwhelming and difficult to keep track of.


They rope a doping, tryna wear down my emotions
The system is deliberately trying to exhaust and demoralize people who speak out against injustice.


B-but if they just abided they'd be cool
If police and authority figures followed the rules and treated people fairly, there wouldn't be so much anger and resistance.


If they say "jump" you say "how high?"
Authority figures demand 100% compliance, even if it goes against someone's morals or beliefs.


You know what's wrong, you say alright, and don't you look them in the eyes
People are expected to silently comply with authority and not challenge the system.


Be quiet, boy, sound familiar huh boy? (Pause)
The system uses the same tactics of oppression and intimidation that have been used throughout history.


Or you'll find yourself quote-unquote martyred for the cause
Those who speak out against injustice are often targeted, harassed or even killed.


A mural on the wall
People who are killed by police brutality often become symbols or martyrs, represented by murals in their honor.


A hashtag for teen white kids to troll for angry response
Hashtags and social media campaigns are often used to raise awareness of police brutality, but can also be co-opted or ridiculed by those who do not take the issue seriously.


It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
The constant stress and trauma of fighting against injustice can take a physical and emotional toll on a person.


You just another angry nigga shoutin', what you pressin'?
Black people who speak out against injustice are often dismissed or criticized for being too angry or emotional.


Why you poutin'?
People who speak out against injustice are often not taken seriously and their concerns are belittled or dismissed.


Why we singing 'We Shall Overcome' in the 2000s?
Despite progress being made on some fronts, there is still a long way to go in terms of achieving equality and justice for marginalized groups.


Devil's tryna turn this car around, but we've been asking "are we there yet?" for the last 400 miles
Despite the progress that has been made, there is still so much work to be done to achieve equality and justice, and it sometimes feels like we will never get there.


It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
The constant stress and trauma of fighting against injustice can take a physical and emotional toll on a person.


Woke up in a cold sweat, drenched like I'm Ronald in a Genesis
Waking up in a panic, feeling like one is drowning in trauma and negative emotions.


Spent and I haven't even been awake for minutes
Feeling emotionally exhausted and drained from the constant stress of fighting for justice.


I don't know what kind of litmus test this shit is, but dig this
It's unclear what the benchmark or standard is for achieving justice and progress.


So you're wasting time just caterin' to pain, party down
Focusing too much on pain and negative emotions can be counterproductive, and it is important to find moments of joy and celebration in life.


It ain't fuckin' fair, it's not just "get over it" over or get over it sober
People who are fighting for justice are often told to just get over their pain and trauma, but that is not a realistic or helpful response.


Nobody's past the quotas and nobody's past agendas
There are still many people who hold racist or oppressive beliefs, and these beliefs are often perpetuated by institutions and systems.


Just hard to sing some lullabies to sleep
It is difficult to feel peaceful or safe in a world that is so full of violence and injustice.


Shots fired, shots fired
A reminder of the constant danger and violence that marginalized communities face, particularly from the police.


It ain't I'm not a warrior, bitch I'm Dora Milaje
A proud declaration of strength and resilience in the face of oppression.


My mother was a freedom fighter like writer Aja Monet
A tribute to the strength and bravery of those who have fought for justice in the past, and a reminder of the work that still needs to be done.


I need veteran racists off pay and in jail
A call for accountability and consequences for those who perpetuate racist or oppressive systems.


C'mon, how much more evidence you want?
There is overwhelming evidence of police brutality and systemic racism, and it is frustrating that some people still refuse to acknowledge it.


You think you could use your privilege like a human shield in front?
Those who benefit from privilege often try to shield themselves from criticism or accountability by hiding behind their status.


Without the Pepsi, miss me
A reference to the Pepsi ad featuring Kendall Jenner, which was criticized for trivializing social justice movements and co-opting activist imagery for commercial purposes.


I pray the bullets miss me, but you not about that life
A reference to the constant danger that marginalized people face, particularly from police violence.


So let me tell you how this shit be
A direct and unflinching look at the realities of fighting for justice in an oppressive system.


It's bound to wreck your body or straight burn your body out
The constant stress and trauma of fighting against injustice can take a physical and emotional toll on a person.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Tsidi Ibrahim, Gavin Christopher Tennille

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