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• Artiste: Lowkey
• Titre: Relatives ft. Logic
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The views expressed on this track are not directly those of lowkey or logic, were just drawing attention to the lifestyles that some people lead Lowkey: I was born in Birmancy, one of the south parts Logic: And I was born in Bazara, southside of Iraq Lowkey: We used to play football outside in the park Logic: We used to dodge bullets outside in the dark Lowkey: I never prayed, I was told there isn't a god Logic: I prayed 5 times a day its like I lived in a mosque Lowkey: Me, I'm easy with a pint and some cricket to watch Logic: They sanctioned everything we got, so now it isn't a lot Lowkey: My mom and dad worked hard, always had employment Logic: My mom just left and my dad got poisoned I was young but I was told that the government did it Lowkey: From my heart I can say that I love being British I grew with 5 older brothers and sisters Logic: Yeah I had a lot of siblings but some have gone missing Now it's just me and my little sis Lowkey: Britain's got a lot of immigrants; they take our jobs everyday I swear I'm sick of it Logic: My Uncles trying to get to Britain quick Lowkey: I'm trying to find a job Logic: Me I'm still illiterate Lowkey: every 2 weeks I'm signing on Logic: we only had school a little bit Lowkey: I got kicked out of school very early, labeled as an idiot Logic: Before my uncle left us, he gave me his gun Lowkey: my girl just gave me a son Logic: You see its hot where I live, every day I bake in the sun Lowkey: Its cold where I live so I read every page to my son And I'm getting mad, with what I look at and read Logic: I just met a couple elders that .......... Lowkey: My dad told me joining an army would be good for the peace Logic: I started meeting, now I'm training with the mujahedeen Because I've heard that the westerners are coming with bombs Lowkey: I spent months in the regiment training up to be shot Logic: But this is my land, my country, ill defend it till I pass Lowkey: I just got the message that they're sending me to Iraq Our pain is the same, but its all relative They cried the same tears, you cried for your relatives And one way or another, my brother were all relatives Home is where the heart is, yeah that's where it is (2X) Lowkey: Now I'm in the south of Iraq, it's a smelly place I don't know who to trust, everybody's got a hairy face Logic: And Bazara's a scary place, its worse than it used to be They're dropping bombs everyday Lowkey: Even little boys shooting me Logic: I shoot at white faces, and any green suit I see Lowkey: Every regiment's lost a couple of troops; we've lost 2 or 3 Logic: I still go to pray in the same place the mosque used to be Lowkey: I see little kids starving to death, with no food to eat, But an orders an order, we've got to clean the city up Logic: they see how we're suffering, and still they don't pity us They shoot us every day tomorrow's probably me Lowkey: We're trying to help these bastards, but its like they don't want to be free Logic: Yeah these people don't know what freedom is Lowkey: I saw my colleague rape a woman against her will, but I didn't agree with it Logic: I shot a soldier in the face, and then I hacked .... Real quick Lowkey: My sergeant got shot in his face by some dumb young kid, Now I just want to go home that's where my heart is Logic: My heart is in Bazara, and never will I part it Lowkey: this wars going nowhere, tell me why did we start it? Logic: I'm fighting regardless till I'm resting where Allah is Lowkey: come to think of it, I should have never joined the army And when I think about it, I don't hate these Iraqi's Logic: Yeah bullets flying past me, I'm scared but I cant run, I take my sister upstairs and get my uncles old gun Lowkey: Don't know if its terrorists or just some civilians, but I've been told to neutralize the threat up in that building Logic: I see the soldiers they're about to pass, I take my pistol out and blast Lowkey: A bullet wizzes by my face and tears my friends mouth apart, I saw red, and starting shooting to make em all dead Logic: I tried to guard my sister, but a bullet hit her forehead Lowkey: I ran up the steps to see if I buried them all But all I saw was my little sister dead on the floor Our pain is the same, but its all relative They cried the same tears, you cried for your relatives And one way or another, my brother were all relatives Home is where the heart is, yeah that's where it is