Oct 20 2011

Lowkey FT. Mai Khalil “Dear England” — Lyrics and Music Video

Lowkey FT. Mai Khalil “Dear England”

In Lowkeys “Dear England” music video touches on the UK riots and reveals his opposition to the way things are run in England.

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Lowkey FT. Mai Khalil “Dear England” Lyrics

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(Feat. Mai Khalil)

[Chorus]
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me nothing
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me nothing

They say God save the queen,
Britannia rules the waves,
Britannia’s in my genes
But Britannia called us slaves
Britannia made the borders
Cause Britannia’s forces came
Britannia lit the match
But Britannia fears the flame
Where blood stains the pavement
Tears stain a cheek
And privilege is threatened, the fear reigns supreme
Where bankers are earning, from burning and looting
The nervous are shooting, search for solutions
I shed a tear for the father in Birmingham
Quick swerve of the car and it murdered them
In Tottenham the apartments were burning
and nobody came just arson is circling
All wanna be down
till tv’s get robbed like jewels on the queens crown
They say now no cause for a rebound
See now they call me a fool cause i speak out
People are humans but mind is animals
This violent tyrannical system is fallable
Hand in the loot by the minute you see ’em
But the biggest looters are the British museum
This happened here and you think its a accident
Just relax as we slip into fascism
And the fear gets drilled into your hearts
but remember these children are all ours

[Chorus]
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me nothing
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me nothing

If a policeman can kill a black man where he found him
A soldier can kill an Afghan in the mountains
A petty thief can get ransacked from his housing
While the bankers are lounging
That’s my surroundings
Took land, no one in your family has heard of
Before you sleep, whisper the mantra you learnt cause
Never will there be a day that cameras are turned off
Who runs this country, Cameron or Murdoch
Who’s the government, a government that can’t govern
Cant you figure its ways bigger than Mark Duggan
Bigger than Smiley, bigger than Jean Charles
Hundreds are dead not 1 killer is on trial
Just a familiar sound of hysteria
Bombs over Libya but not this area
Downing Street I can find villains
Cut education, privatise prisons
Surprised by theft when it’s organised,
But mass immorality is normalised
Assumptions surrounding the looting of London
But this is a system consumed by consumption
Yea it happened here and you think its a accident
Just relax as we slip into fascism
And the fear gets drilled into your hearts
But remember these children are all ours

[Chorus] x2
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me nothing
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me nothing





Apr 25 2011

Lowkey “Million Man March” Ft. Mai Khalil—Lyrics & Music Video

Lowkey “Million Man March” Ft. Mai Khalil

Lowkey’s “Million Man March” Ft. Mai Khalil is even more powerful now than when he wrote it, with recent events in Egypt, where the people of the world’s largest Arab country rose up against a military dictatorship which received $1.3 billion of U.S. foreign aid (second only to Israel). Egyptians were suffering from widespread poverty and unemployment and 30 years of violent repression by the regime of Hosni Mubarak. Mubarak’s government is also a key ally to the United State’s imperial project in the Middle East.

Egypt was not simply an uprising against Mubarak’s dictatorship, just like Tunisia’s uprising wasn’t simply against Ben Ali’s. These movements are not, ultimately, about individuals.

The song’s title and chorus are inspired by a quote (shown at the end of the video) attributed to Tupac Katari, leader of the 18th century uprising by the indigenous Aymara people against the Spanish Empire in what is now the nation of Bolivia. Tupac Katari (born Julián Apasa Nina) took his name in honor of two other indigenous revolutionaries, Túpac Amaru II and Tomás Katari, who also lead uprisings against the Spanish Empire. Tupac Katari was eventually executed by the Spanish by being tied to four horses who pulled his body apart. He is seen as a forebear to Bolivia’s contemporary indigenous movement, a movement which has propelled Evo Morales to the country’s presidency. Bolivia, also the place where Che Guevara was executed, embodies the history of revolutionaries who saw their legacy not through the length of their own lives, but in the ways that their actions would influence others to struggle for their liberation.

The rapper Tupac Amaru Shakur, like Tupac Katari, was named after Túpac Amaru II by his mother, herself a member of the Black Panthers, an organization that drew inspiration from the work of Frantz Fanon and the wave of anti-colonial revolutions sweeping the African continent. As discussed in the documentary Slingshot Hip Hop, Tupac was one of the foremost influences on DAM (Da Arabian MCs), innovators in the Palestinian hip hop movement that Lowkey and Mai Khalil have been influenced by. DAM saw parallels between Tupac’s description of the oppression Black people experience in the ghettoes of American cities and the oppression that their people experience living under Israeli apartheid.

Connections such as these, which stretch across history and geographic location, show that the uprisings in Tunisia and Egypt can be viewed both as part of a global struggle against neo-colonial/neoliberal empire, and in the lineage of the over 500 year resistance to European colonization of the majority of the world. This song reflects the cross-pollination represented in global hip-hop culture and the transnational/transhistorical movements for justice which global hip-hop has the power to reflect and give artistic voice.

“You might take my life, but you can’t my take my soul.”

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Lowkey “Cradle of Civilization” Ft. Mai Khalil Lyrics

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You might take my life
But you can’t take my soul
You can’t take my soul
You might take my freedom
But you can’t take my soul
You can’t take my soul

Verse 1:
Whether it’s a cancer patient or assassination
Or I fought for emancipation
My intentions were pure; you can debate them
But no, never ever shook hands with Satan
My fans are amazing
I thank and praise ’em
When I die don’t cry, just congratulations
A million more feet will stamp the pavement
With plans for changes, no exaggeration
We will not be ignored
You’ll be rocked with the force
Of the bombs that you dropped in these wars
I will not be bought
And I consciously thought it was wrong so I constantly fought
Peace is something I would really adore
But we are at war so give me your sword
I’m merely a corpse but still be assured
When you kill me there will be a million more

Breakdown:
Born alone and die alone
Those words ringin’ inside my dome
Best friends of the pen and the microphone
Romin’ until I find my way home
Turn my body cold but my soul is mine
Take a deep breath and I close my eyes
I will go when I’m supposed to die
But in death I will multiply

Chorus:
My back’s against the wall
But you can’t kill us a-a-all
Even if you take my life
Still we will survive
We shall overcome
And the tables will tu-u-urn
Today I die as a one
But as millions I’ll return
But as millions I’ll return
But as millions I’ll return

Verse 2:
In these critical times don’t be really surprised
If I get victimised by Gideon’s spies
I sympathise with that Brazilian guy
On the tube but we’re used to the hideous lies
Your civilians die, millions cry
Our civilians die, they’re militants right?
How silly am I to be figuring why?
The injustice is clear when I feel it inside
Hear me in Gaza, hear me in Glasgow
Hear me in Baghdad, hear me in Plaistow
Clearly they hear me from here to Chicago
Think things are all good but they aren’t though
Peace is something I would really adore
But we are at war so give me your sword
I’m merely a corpse but still be assured
When you kill me there will be a million more

Breakdown:
Born alone and die alone
Those words ringin’ inside my dome
Best friends of the pen and the microphone
Romin’ until I find my way home
Turn my body cold but my soul is mine
Take a deep breath and I close my eyes
I will go when I’m supposed to die
But in death I will multiply

Chorus:
My back’s against the wall
But you can’t kill us a-a-all
Even if you take my life
Still we will survive
We shall overcome
And the tables will tu-u-urn
Today I die as a one
But as millions I’ll return
But as millions I’ll return
But as millions I’ll return

Verse 3:
My people are bleedin’
So I’m readin’ and seekin’ the deepest of meanings
My demons are breeding
In my sleep I can feel it I need to defeat them
My temperature’s risin’
If tempted I’ll rise with the temper of Tyson
Resent all the violence
Cos of people with tension it tends to divide them
The pen that I write with
Is better than a sword when I strike with the strength of a Titan
My friends are still fighting against all the tyrants
So then why then would it end when I die then?
Peace is something I would really adore
But we are at war; my pen’s killing your sword
I’m merely a corpse but still be assured
When you kill me there will be a million more

Breakdown:
Born alone and die alone
Those words ringin’ inside my dome
Best friends of the pen and the microphone
Romin’ until I find my way home
Turn my body cold but my soul is mine
Take a deep breath and I close my eyes
I will go when I’m supposed to die
But in death I will multiply

Chorus:
My back’s against the wall
But you can’t kill us a-a-all
Even if you take my life
Still we will survive
We shall overcome
And the tables will tu-u-urn
Today I die as a one
But as millions I’ll return
But as millions I’ll return
But as millions I’ll return

You might take my life
But you can’t take my soul
You can’t take my soul
You might take my freedom
But you can’t take my soul
You can’t take my soul
You might take my life
But you can’t take my soul
You can’t take my soul
You might take my freedom
But you can’t take my soul
You can’t take my soul



Apr 22 2011

Lowkey “Cradle of Civilization” Ft. Mai Khalil—Lyrics & Music Video

Lowkey “Cradle of Civilization” Ft. Mai Khalil

Lowkey “Cradle of Civilization” Ft. Mai Khalil is an anti-war song that strongly implores that we bring Peace to the Middle East and stop U.S. imperialism that has expanded around the world to envelope Iraq and Afghanistan.

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Lowkey “Cradle of Civilization” Ft. Mai Khalil Lyrics

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If my mother got angry or frustrated with me, she’d say…
…and the basic translation of that is “Oh,how beautiful is freedom”
But where is freedom?
Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Where is our freedom?

This is for Baghdad, the place of my mothers birth
The cradle of civilization, for what it’s worth
The land I’ve never the seen, culture I’ve never known
Iraq is in my heart, my blood, my flesh and bones
The air I’ve never breathed, fragrance I’ve never smelled
The pride I never had, the nationality that I never felt
Saddam was bad, are the American’s even more so?
They made me grow like I was missing part of my torso
But I never picked up a grenade in my garden
I never saw people I love die starving
I never saw my family die through many years of sanctions
While the ruler’s family lived in palaces and mansions
Never had a family member kidnapped for a ransom
Never lost a friend to violence that was random
Bombings,occupation,torture,intimidation
A million dead people doesn’t equal liberation

Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Listen!
Where is our freedom?

Forget division based on ethnicity or religion
Whether you Sunni, Shia, Kurdish or Christian
Pain is still pain if you’re a person that’s missing
We all deserve a life in this earth that we live in
Is there enough words that can say
How deeply Baghdad is burning today?
And it’s not about pity, hands out or sympathy
It’s about pride, respect, honour and dignity
Babies being born with deformities from uranium
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Those babies aren’t just Iraqi, they’re Mesopotamian
What I view on the news is making me shiver
Cause I look at the victims and see the same face in the mirror
This system of division makes it harder for you and me
Peace is a question, the only answer is unity!
So many dreams about this place that I’ve never seen
The place my family had to leave in the 70’s

Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Where is our freedom?

It rains white phosphorus in Fallujah
This is for those that won’t live to see the future
Sorry that I wasn’t there, Sorry that I couldn’t help
I’m sorry for every tear, Sorry you’ve been put through hell
Still I feel like an immigrant,englishman amongst arabs and an arab amongst englishmen
Like I said they never gave me the culture
But they did give me Kubdad Haleb,Hakaka and Dolma
Ana isme Kareem,
Wa ohmre thalatha wa-’ishrun,
Umi min Baghdad, wa abuya min Dover,
And that’s the combination that I carry on my shoulders
Still I rep, till my death, Till they kill and seal my flesh
From now all the way back to Gilgamesh
Such a villianized and criticized nation
You will always be the cradle of civilization

Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Where is our freedom?

In my sleep, in my dreams Motherland I can still feel you calling me
In my sleep, in my dreams Motherland I can still feel you calling me
In my sleep, in my dreams Motherland I can still feel you calling me
I can still feel you calling me
I can still feel you calling me