Lowkey, Logic - Home is Where the Heart is lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lowkey, Logic - Home is Where the Heart is lyrics]
The views expressed on this track
Are not directly those of Lowkey or Logic
They’re just drawing attention to the
Lifestyles which some people live
Hear my words
Cause I was born in a Shanty town
I used to live around the city and cars
But they threw my whole family out
We don’t have schools so I
Can't make my family proud
And I’m way past hand-me downs
I wear what is there for me
And when I was six the army came
There's no fam left to care for me
My brothers and my dad was made to fight
See I was born in Uganda
And this is where I think I'm gonna die
I saw my mother getting raped
My sisters cried
And then they raped my two sisters
And just pushed my mum aside
Before ending all three lives
Now I live on the beach
But it ain't' no seaside
I’m sick of seeing the sea
I think I’m nearly 8 years old
And I ain't the only kid like me
Yea this ain’t the saddest story ever told
I want revenge, and I can’t let it go
I know It’s hard to hear
But it’s true stories there’s so many of us
I know it’s easy to ignore me
I know about living real poorly
Where every day’s gunfire
No food, it's a drought, make the sun higher
I live real street life
I’ve seen faces disappear
And everyday I hustle for food
And while I'm living here
I clear fear out of my thoughts
If I die fam, I die
That’s the way I was taught
And I fought for every scrap
Of food I ever got there’s no letter box
You can only help when you come here
And that’s the point I want to get across
Charities don’t make me better off
My teeth hurts, there’s no dentist to fix it
See I’m poverty driven
I don’t envy the rich kids
‘cos this is just life I must live this
Just hear my words, I need more than wishes
Listen
Everything Is relative
We all live the same dramas
Just different levels of hardship
Everyone who breaths the air, is a target
You see Home is where the Heart is
I pray you can relate to
My views and my struggle
They took my home and reduced it to rubble
Nobody cares and no one will help us
Then they wonder why we’re
Going to their cities
And we’re blowing ourselves up
They acting’ like we killing them
They killing us harder
They couldn’t imagine what life’s
Like living in Gaza
Insh-allah, with my life I can
Give you a martyr
Too young to understand what they
Did to my father
But I’m told he was diabetic
The soldiers said the medicine
In his hand looked like a
Weapon they’re quite pathetic
They shot his head and never
Ever will I forget it they raided my house
Broke their way inside and wrecked it
Kidnapped my uncle, took my brother to prison
They let him out, when I
Look in his eyes now, something is different
Took away his pride
He’s to weak to be militant
I know he got tortured
But I don’t know what they did to him
He’s always acting weird and
Doing strange things
He’s been out for 3 years but
He's never been the same since
The perpetrators are destined to learn
Cause forever they’ll burn
As for my uncle he was never returned
The things they do now are worse than
What they did in the past
Why should we hear their voice
They never ever listen to ours
They talk about a road map to peace
It’s just a mirage
My poor little sister got shot
Sitting in class so now you understand that
Peace is impossible
When they even dropping bombs
On people in hospitals they’re eating
While my people are wasting away
It deepens, we’re not even safe when we pray
My heart’s in the Gaza strip
Do you know where this is?
We’re living in pain
Whether or not you’re aware of it
Soldiers are cowards and punks
They scared of kids
We throw rocks they shoot bullets
Now who’s the terrorist? Yeah we hate you
But if my people bulldozed your
House and killed your family
You’d hate my race too
This is not anti-Semitic
Cause Arabs are also Semites too
How can they forget it?
This is the look in my brother's eyes
This is the scream that I
Hear when my mother cries
This is the war between us and the other side
And once upon a time, we were brother tribes
All the stops at the checkpoints
Are making us madder every night we starve
And every day they get fatter
In a minute not one of
These statements will matter
Cause It’s time to detonate
Insha'allah I’ll make it to Jannah
Everything Is relative
We all live the same dramas
Just different levels of hardship
Everyone who breaths the air, is a target
You see Home is where the Heart is
Are not directly those of Lowkey or Logic
They’re just drawing attention to the
Lifestyles which some people live
Hear my words
Cause I was born in a Shanty town
I used to live around the city and cars
But they threw my whole family out
We don’t have schools so I
Can't make my family proud
And I’m way past hand-me downs
I wear what is there for me
And when I was six the army came
There's no fam left to care for me
My brothers and my dad was made to fight
See I was born in Uganda
And this is where I think I'm gonna die
I saw my mother getting raped
My sisters cried
And then they raped my two sisters
And just pushed my mum aside
Before ending all three lives
Now I live on the beach
But it ain't' no seaside
I’m sick of seeing the sea
I think I’m nearly 8 years old
And I ain't the only kid like me
Yea this ain’t the saddest story ever told
I want revenge, and I can’t let it go
I know It’s hard to hear
But it’s true stories there’s so many of us
I know it’s easy to ignore me
I know about living real poorly
Where every day’s gunfire
No food, it's a drought, make the sun higher
I live real street life
I’ve seen faces disappear
And everyday I hustle for food
And while I'm living here
I clear fear out of my thoughts
If I die fam, I die
That’s the way I was taught
And I fought for every scrap
Of food I ever got there’s no letter box
You can only help when you come here
And that’s the point I want to get across
Charities don’t make me better off
My teeth hurts, there’s no dentist to fix it
See I’m poverty driven
I don’t envy the rich kids
‘cos this is just life I must live this
Just hear my words, I need more than wishes
Listen
Everything Is relative
We all live the same dramas
Just different levels of hardship
Everyone who breaths the air, is a target
You see Home is where the Heart is
I pray you can relate to
My views and my struggle
They took my home and reduced it to rubble
Nobody cares and no one will help us
Then they wonder why we’re
Going to their cities
And we’re blowing ourselves up
They acting’ like we killing them
They killing us harder
They couldn’t imagine what life’s
Like living in Gaza
Insh-allah, with my life I can
Give you a martyr
Too young to understand what they
Did to my father
But I’m told he was diabetic
The soldiers said the medicine
In his hand looked like a
Weapon they’re quite pathetic
They shot his head and never
Ever will I forget it they raided my house
Broke their way inside and wrecked it
Kidnapped my uncle, took my brother to prison
They let him out, when I
Look in his eyes now, something is different
Took away his pride
He’s to weak to be militant
I know he got tortured
But I don’t know what they did to him
He’s always acting weird and
Doing strange things
He’s been out for 3 years but
He's never been the same since
The perpetrators are destined to learn
Cause forever they’ll burn
As for my uncle he was never returned
The things they do now are worse than
What they did in the past
Why should we hear their voice
They never ever listen to ours
They talk about a road map to peace
It’s just a mirage
My poor little sister got shot
Sitting in class so now you understand that
Peace is impossible
When they even dropping bombs
On people in hospitals they’re eating
While my people are wasting away
It deepens, we’re not even safe when we pray
My heart’s in the Gaza strip
Do you know where this is?
We’re living in pain
Whether or not you’re aware of it
Soldiers are cowards and punks
They scared of kids
We throw rocks they shoot bullets
Now who’s the terrorist? Yeah we hate you
But if my people bulldozed your
House and killed your family
You’d hate my race too
This is not anti-Semitic
Cause Arabs are also Semites too
How can they forget it?
This is the look in my brother's eyes
This is the scream that I
Hear when my mother cries
This is the war between us and the other side
And once upon a time, we were brother tribes
All the stops at the checkpoints
Are making us madder every night we starve
And every day they get fatter
In a minute not one of
These statements will matter
Cause It’s time to detonate
Insha'allah I’ll make it to Jannah
Everything Is relative
We all live the same dramas
Just different levels of hardship
Everyone who breaths the air, is a target
You see Home is where the Heart is