Wake Up

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 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 tag on your trainers they say It’s important the product get endorsed by somebody famous So we think It looks cool, while slaves are stichin’ 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 to real But if karma doesn’t get you first then the truth will we livin in some wild days according to Unicef there’s 246 million child slaves So… 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, there’s more slaves on earth right now than there’s ever been Verse 2 You listen to the wrong rappers Companies are using childslaves and blaming it all on their subcontractors Don’t need to guess who’s sew those jeans, but who’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 they’re in Asian sweatshops makin Mickey Mouse merchendise Nowdays there’s less to do with the color of your skin, fam It’s more to do with the country that you’re in, fam wont stop spittin til’ 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 stich tics 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 CHOURS Verse 3 This is for those who kept faith and all the children around the globe gettin sold as *** slaves Back in the day it was bad but this is the next phase Nowdays everything’s in our hands fam, Let’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 ’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 and executing me putting me back to sleep is something you could never do to me Yours truly, Lowkey the rapper slash Revoultionary do your research if you dont 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 tic on it