Home Is Where the Heart Is

歌詞

The views expressed on this track, are not directly those of Lowkey or Logic They're just drawing attention to the lifestyles which some people live LOGIC Hear my words… ‘cos I was born in a Shanty town I used to live around the city and cars, but they threw my whole family out We don't have schools so I can't make my family proud and I'm 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 sister and just pushed my mom aside before ending all 3 lives now I live on the beach, but It aint' no sea sight I'm sick of seeing' the sea, I think I'm nearly 8 years old and I aint the only kid like me Yea this ain't the saddest story ever told I want revenge, and I can't let it go I know It's hard to hear, but It's true stories, there's so many of us I know It's easy to ignore me, I know about living real poorly where everyday's gunfire No food, they say drought makes the sun higher I live real street life, I've 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, that's the way I was taught and I fought for every scrap of food I ever got there's no letter box, you can only help when you come here and that's the point I want to get across Charities don't make me better off my teeth hurts, there's no dentist to fix it see I'm poverty driven, I don't envy the rich kids ‘cos this is just life I must live this Just hear my words, I need more than wishes Listen.. CHOURS (x2) 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 we're going to their cities and we're blowing ourselves up They acting' like we killing them, they killing us harder they couldn't imagine what life's 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 I'm told he was diabetic, the soldiers said the medicine In his hand looked like a weapon they're 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, he's to weak to be militant I know he got tortured, but I don't know what they did to him He's always acting weird and doing strange things He's been out for 3 years but he's never been the same since the perpetrators are destined to learn ‘cos forever they'll 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, It's 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 they're eating, while my people are wasting away It deepens, we're not even safe when we pray My heart's in the Gaza strip, do you know where this is? We're living in pain, whether or not you're aware of it Soldiers are cowards and punks, they scared of kids we throw rocks; they shoot bullets, now who's the terrorist? Yeah we hate you but if my people bulldozed your house and killed your family, you'd hate my race too This is not anti-Semitic, ‘cos 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 ‘cos It's time to detonate, Insh-allah I'll make to Jannah CHOURS (x2) 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