Lowkey – Voices Of The Voiceless Lyrics
Lyrics
Lowkey
- From West 10 to the West Bank,
- I write righteous rhymes with my right and wrestle the devil with my left hand,
- Never work for a Zionist, never been a yes man,
- My art is like Rembrandt painting pictures of death camps,
- The average person is allergic to the words of wisdom,
- This is for everyone of Saddam’s Kurdish murder victims,
- And all the pure souls that never had the chance to speak,
- Truth pumps in my arteries and causes my heart to beat,
- For soldiers haunted and tortured by guilty memories,
- Who realised too late to reveal their real enemy,
- It’s all dead wrong
- For every victim of racist persecution from Auschwitz to Hebron,
- My words may sting cowards,
- For people that were atomised by the Thermate in the Twin Towers
- Those living through the wars,
- Ask me what I do this for,
- Put the world in its place before it put you in yours,
Chorus
- What happens under darkness shall come to light,
- Can’t silence us even though you try,
- You can try to avoid us but it’s pointless
- You can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
- Take our freedom, Can’t take our pride,
- Come what may we will survive,
- You can try to avoid us but it’s pointless,
- You can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
Immortal Technique
- Keep my third eye hidden under my New York fitted,
- The crazy unmarried man that deserves to be committed,
- The future is encrypted in my troubled lyrics,
- Dream that I’ve been somewhere for weeks,
- then wake up in a couple minutes,
- Sweat dripping with visions of population control,
- Thoughts overflowing my world like the melting of the North Pole,
- My people are targeted by military crack committees,
- So I’m bucking at the feds like natives in Rapid City,
- Reality savage, my words are like a riot in Paris,
- The voice of the voiceless, that voice is social imbalance,
- So stand strong or sit harder in your mental palace,
- Blinded inside a Kingdom united to its old habits,
- But now, Middle Passage coming, War Chant, African drumming,
- Gatling gun humming,
- Rapid fire mechanism, reckless living,
- That checks the rhythm of perfectionism,
- Slave condition,
- While you’re singing God save the system,
Chorus
- What happens under darkness shall come to light,
- Can’t silence us even though you try,
- You can try to avoid us but it’s pointless
- You can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
- Take our freedom, Can’t take our pride,
- Come what may we will survive,
- You can try to avoid us but it’s pointless,
- You can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
Lowkey
- Detain my body, but you can’t imprison my mind,
- If it’s my time I’ll probably die with my fist in the sky,
- These are the thoughts of a man who can’t escape from his coma,
- Cries of a young virgin girl who got raped by them soldiers,
Immortal Technique
- Birthing a screaming bastard, post colonial nation,
- Subject to childhood diseases, famine, war and inflation,
- Education molded you into your masters image,
- And you forgot who the fuck you were before the war was finished
Lowkey
- You’re hearing the ghosts of Nagasaki, You’re hearing Hiroshima,
- Beautiful babies being born with the weirdest features,
- You might never see me in the charts,
- But Inshallah my seed can see peace in Iraq,
Immortal Technique
- But peace and freedom can never be given,
- That’s historically forbidden, Cos only collision is the recipe,
- Changing the course of destiny,
- So I’m strapped with weaponry,
Lowkey & Immortal Technique
- Cos the government don’t give a fuck about protecting me.
Chorus
- What happens under darkness shall come to light,
- Can’t silence us even though you try,
- You can try to avoid us but it’s pointless
- You can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
- Take our freedom, Can’t take our pride,
- Come what may we will survive,
- You can try to avoid us but it’s pointless,
- You can never avoid the voices of the voiceless"