Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wake Up, artist - LowKey. Album song Uncensored, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.11.2009
Record label: SO Empire
Song language: English
Wake Up |
Yeah |
The year 2007 marks the 200th anniversary of the abolition of slavery |
These are my views |
Hear my words |
Listen, listen |
I woke up this morning so I had to make a new track |
This is the difference between true stories and true facts |
This right here is what waking up feels like |
This is the difference between real talk and real life |
It’s a treacherous road so mind the GAP |
Because they try to blur the lines between lies and facts |
They told you, it was finished, but that’s all a lie |
'Cos there’s children in them sweatshops, some as young as four or five |
Check the tongue on your trainers |
These slave-made products are brought here to get endorsed by somebody famous |
So we think it looks cool |
While slaves are stitching footballs in Pakistan |
I break it down in a way that other rappers can’t |
It’s hard to stop sleeping and wake up, 'cos it’s too real |
But if karma doesn’t get you first then the truth will |
We’re living in some wild days |
According to Unicef there’s 246 million child slaves |
So… |
Wake up |
Open your eyes and listen to this |
Cos little innocent kids are stitching them kicks |
I’m ticked off, cos we’re living this myth |
The devil’s biggest of tricks was convincing the people he didn’t exist |
So. |
Wake up |
You think it ended but it never did |
It put the chocolate in our mouth |
The logos on our freshest kicks |
The logos on our backs, the coffee we drink, almost everything |
There’s more slaves on earth right now than there’s ever been |
You’re listening to the wrong rappers |
Companies use child slaves then blame it all on their subcontractors |
Don’t need to guess who sewed those jeans, but who’s buying these clothes |
Who gives us cocoa beans from the Ivory Coast? |
The answers are Mars, but you don’t need to search the skies |
They’re in Asian sweatshops making Mickey Mouse merchandise |
Nowadays it’s less to do with the colour of your skin, fam |
It’s more to do with the country that you’re in, fam |
Won’t stop spitting until there’s a change |
Every purchase that we make, keep the children in chains |
It’s so twisted and strange to me |
Some parents are so poor they sell their own kids into slavery |
It’s an ugly state of affairs |
Slaves used to pick cotton but now they stitch ticks on the trainers we wear |
When they tell you it’s finished, don’t let them |
'Cos it’s still here, even though it got abolished in 1807 |
This is for those who kept faith |
And all the children around the globe getting sold as sex slaves |
Back in the day it was bad but this is the next phase |
Nowadays everything’s in our hands fam, let’s change |
In these tragic times, we gotta analyse these rappers rhymes |
The fact is they’re blind, and they glamourise a pack of lies |
The powers that be got us distracted but we have to fight |
'Cos these days it’s not as simple as being black or white |
We need to fix our lives and get some unity |
'Cos 'til the feds get their weapons, shoot-executing me |
Putting me back to sleep is something you could never do to me |
Yours truly, Lowkey, the rapper slash revolutionary |
Do your research if you don’t believe it still exists |
It’s just a matter of how long can we live with it |
You could call me a hypocrite |
'Cos if you look at my shoe on my foot right now, you’d see a little tick on it |