Verse 1
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
ItÂ’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 thatÂ’s all a lie
Â’cos thereÂ’s children in them sweatshops some as young as four or five
check the tag on your trainers
they say ItÂ’s important the product get endorsed by somebody famous
So we think It looks cool,
while slaves are stichinÂ’ footballs in Pakistan
I break it down in a way that other rappers canÂ’t
ItÂ’s hard to stop sleeping and wake up, Â’cos ItÂ’s to real
But if karma doesnÂ’t get you first then the truth will
we livin in some wild days
according to Unicef thereÂ’s 246 million child slaves
SoÂ…
CHOURS
Wake up
Open your eyes and listen to this
cos little innocent kids are stitchin them kicks
Im ticked of, cos we live in this myth
the devils biggest trick was convincing the people he didnt exist
So..
Wake Up
You think It ended but It never did
they put the chocolate in our mouth
the logos on our precisous kicks
the logos on our backs, the coffe we drink almost everything,
thereÂ’s more slaves on earth right now than thereÂ’s ever been
Verse 2
You listen to the wrong rappers
Companies are using childslaves and blaming it all on their subcontractors
DonÂ’t need to guess whoÂ’s sew those jeans, but whoÂ’s buying these clothes
who gives us coco beans from the ivory coast
the answers are hard, but you dont need to search the skies
theyÂ’re in Asian sweatshops makin Mickey Mouse merchendise
Nowdays thereÂ’s less to do with the color of your skin, fam
ItÂ’s more to do with the country that youÂ’re in, fam
wont stop spittin tilÂ’ thereÂ’s a change
every purchase that we make, keep the children in chains
ItÂ’s so twisted and strange to me
some parents are so poor they sell their own kids into slavery
ItÂ’s an ugly state of affairs
slaves used to pick cotton but now they stich tics on the trainers we wear
when they tell you ItÂ’s finished, donÂ’t let them
Â’cos ItÂ’s still here, even though It got abolished in 1807
CHOURS
Verse 3
This is for those who kept faith
and all the children around the globe gettin sold as sex slaves
Back in the day it was bad but this is the next phase
Nowdays everythingÂ’s in our hands fam, LetÂ’s change
In these tragic times, we gotta analyze these rappers rhymes
fact is they blind, and they glamourize a pack of lies
The powers got us distracted but we got to fight
Â’cos these days ItÂ’s not as simple as being black or white
We need to fix our lives and get some unity
Â’cos Â’til the feds get their weapons and 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
ItÂ’s just a matter of how long can we live with it
You could call me a hypocrite
Â’cos if you look at my shoe on my foot right now, youÂ’d see a little tic on it