The views expressed on this track, are not directly those of Lowkey or Logic
Theyâre just drawing attention to the lifestyles which some people live
Hear my wordsâ¦
Cause I was born in a Shanty town
I used to live around the city and cars
But they threw my whole family out
We donât have schools so I can't make my family proud
And Iâm way past handing downs
I wear what Is there for me
And when I was 6 the army came, there's no fam left to care for me
My brothers and my dad was made to fight
See I was born in Uganda, and this is where I think Im gonna die
I saw my mother getting raped, my sisters cried
And then they raped my 2 sisters and just pushed my mom aside
Before ending all 3 lives
Now I live on the beach, but It ain't' no sea sight
Iâm sick of seeingâ the sea, I think Iâm nearly 8 years old
And I ain't the only kid like me
Yea this ainât the saddest story ever told
I want revenge, and I canât let it go
I know Itâs hard to hear, but Itâs true stories
Thereâs so many of us
I know Itâs easy to ignore me
I know about living real poorly
Where everydayâs gunfire
No food, they say drought makes the sun higher
I live real street life, Iâve seen faces disappear
And everyday I hustle for food, and while Im living here
I clear fear out of my thoughts
If I die fam, I die, thatâs the way I was taught
And I fought for every scrap of food I ever got
Thereâs no letter box, you can only help when you come here
And thatâs the point I want to get across
Charities donât make me better off
My teeth hurts, thereâs no dentist to fix it
See Iâm poverty driven, I donât envy the rich kids
âcos this is just life I must live this
Just hear my words, I need more than wishes
Listen.
CHOURS
Everything Is relative, we all live the same dramas
Just different levels of hardship
Everyone who breaths the air, is a target
You see Home is where the Heart is
LOWKEY
I pray you can relate to my views and my struggle
They took my home and reduced it to rubble
Nobody cares and no one will help us
Then they wonder why weâre going to their cities
And weâre blowing ourselves up
They actingâ like we killing them, they killing us harder
They couldnât imagine what lifeâs like living in Gaza
Insh-allah, with my life I can give you a martyr
To young to understand what they did to my father
But Iâm told he was diabetic
The soldiers said the medicine
In his hand looked like a weapon theyâre quite pathetic
They shot his head and never ever will I forget it
They raided my house, broke their way inside and wrecked it
They kidnapped my uncle, took my brother to prison
They let him out, when I look in his eyes now, something is different
Took away his pride, heâs to weak to be militant
I know he got tortured, but I donât know what they did to him
Heâs always acting weird and doing strange things
Heâs been out for 3 years but he's never been the same since
The perpetrators are destined to learn
Cause forever theyâll burn, as for my uncle he was never returned
The things they do now are worse than what they did in the past
Why should we hear their voice, they never ever listen to ours
They talk about a roadmap to peace, Itâs just a mirage
My poor little sister got shot, sitting in class
So now you understand that peace is impossible
When they even dropping bombs on people in hospitals
Theyâre eating, while my people are wasting away
It deepens, weâre not even safe when we pray
My heartâs in the Gaza strip, do you know where this is?
Weâre living in pain, whether or not youâre aware of it
Soldiers are cowards and punks, they scared of kids
We throw rocks; they shoot bullets, now whoâs the terrorist?
Yeah we hate you
But if my people bulldozed your house and killed your family
Youâd hate my race too
This is not anti-Semitic
Cause Arabs are also Semites to, how can they forget it?
This is the look in my brothers eyes
This is the scream that I hear when my mother cries
This is the war between us and the other side
And once upon a time, we were brother tribes
All the stops at the checkpoints are making us madder
Every night we starve, and every day they get fatter
In a minute not one of these statements will matter
Cause Itâs time to detonate, Insha'allah Iâll make to Jannah
CHOURS
Everything Is relative, we all live the same dramas
Just different levels of hardship
Everyone who breaths the air, is a target
You see Home is where the Heart is