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ghetts - double standards lyrics

[intro: sampha]
da, du+du+du+du
du, da+da+da+da+da
du
du, tst
du, hm
du+du+du, yeah

[chorus: sampha & ghetts]
check the foundations, structural imbalance
falling double standards, i fell on my face
hands in the rubble, people walking over me
i was one of them and kept walking away
i kept walking away (away)
away (away)
away
i kept walking away (away)
away (away)
away
i kept walking away (uh)

[verse 1: ghetts]
look around the world, all i see is double standards
[?] at the sun, muhammed is a madness
jakes in the airport, drugs in his baggage
and security are troublin’ muhammed ’bout a sandwich
i was on the phone with a [?], they ask me why they help in ukraine and not palestine
in other, [?], brown skin, we were so whitewashed
laughin’ at names we had troubles pr+nouncin’
kwame said his name was jerome, and he’s from the caribbean just so people would leave alone
and i remember it was fufu and voodoo jokes until he found the same thing that gave zulu’s hope
sarah’s dad hates black, but his baby’s mixed race, and all he’s thinkin’ is, “she may have been raped”
imagine bein’ light skin, your grandad’s racist, and every time you’re there, you hear an african statement
look around the world, all i see is double standards
even mark zuckerburg covers up cameras
steve jobs never let his kids use an ipad, and my kids think that i’m bad, mad
nie had no tv until she was grown up, i used to think, “what the f+ck?” when she told us
the government have got us in a chokehold
a hero if i k!ll for my country, and a villain if i k!ll for my postcode
only fightin’ for my freedom if it comes to it
you got to use your brain before you put a gun to his
had to lose my way before i understood the trip
the good die young, the cemetery’s full of, “should’ve beens”
these days, i’m doin’ more and sayin’ less
what’s war? war’s rich white men playin’ chess
what for? well, it’s all about the land they finesse
god made man and man made a mess (yes)
[chorus: sampha]
check the foundations, structural imbalance
falling double standards, i fell on my face
hands in the rubble, people walking over me
i was one of them and kept walking away
i kept walking away (away)
away (away)
away
i kept walking away (away)
away (away)
away
i kept walking away

[verse 2: ghetts]
they’re givin’ man life sentences for drugs when a paedophile would probably get less than twenty months
in the same court, same day, same judge
we only break the law because the law tries to break us
so, how am i meant to be corrected when they put my name and address in the papers?
but a child molester’s identity is protected, is anyone addressing these failures?
i just spoke to my mum, oh, man
she said, “police just k!lled another unarmed man”
everyone complains, but n0body wan’ go back home, it come like we don’t love our land
everyone’s in ghana in december, come back home and start complainin’ ’bout the weather
raheem who’s got a hundred goals, but when they miss a penalty, it’s monkey jokes (woah)
and they got everybody clappin’ for the nhs, but they don’t wan’ put no cash in the nhs
soon, it’s gonna be, “what happened to the nhs?”
politicians gettin’ paid more than teachers
stana gettin’ praise more than jesus
most bad b+tches ain’t artists, but they still paid for the features
it’s the realest comin’ through the speakers
yeezys the only reason we wore addidas
and i don’t wear balenciaga anymore, and now i’ve said it, fashion week probably won’t have me seated
deep it, here’s a likkle insight
peep it, there goes my invite
i preed it, no one’s speakin’, that’s why i’m an outsider on the inside
i got beef with the hmrc, the tax man jacks man, take all my p
i’m lookin’ at my total, blud, can’t you see?
everytime i pay tax, it’s hard to breathe
i don’t know if i’m paro’, man, but i can talk about k!llings and drug dealings
but, “black rose” is my only tune that’s shadowbanned
[outro]
the thing is, they got us mixed up, son
they want us to be the slaves in the field
all we keep doin’ is lookin’ to the big house
that’s not our aim, that’s not our purpose
let’s own field, turn our directions, turn around
let’s look from their view
they see the land, they see the world
all we kept, they kept us with the view lookin’ at the big house
the house that master on, we got the wrong world view

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