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