Dust ft. BeeLyn Naihiwet Lyrics

What is home when it turns on you?

Yo, my house is on fire

Homelands on fire

Neighborhoods on fire

The whole world's on fire

Damn

I was outcasted at an early age

A child of conflict in so many ways

At night, thieves of life roam streets til the light

Let off a violent lullaby, what's normal is horrifying

I wish I had an alibi, but I was in the midst

Of a whole war zone called growth in the six

Where you don't ever feel like your city wants you to live

Children, carry guilt for surviving this prison

Made of city blocks where they predicted we'd be victims

It took vision, plus a mother's intuition

One-way travel just to see something different

I left like she left, on the eve when a war crept

Before the time when most of our folks fled

There was probably less than thirty Habesha then

It's multiplied now by tens of thousands

How cycles repeat when we reach the Southend

We were forced here, now we can't afford the housing

So my folks keep scattering around the map

"Back home" means the opposite of where you at

The ones you left tell you quietly, don't come back

Rumors of war in the motherland

I'm struggling in this other land

My brother's got a gun in hand

But I don't want to run again, no

Rumors of war in the motherland

And we can't get no money in

And you see what the hunger did

We do what we can for the fam

I'm a Southend-made, Beacon Hill-raised,

Child of the District, these neighborhoods claim

Bones of my loved ones who've passed away

Some were shot down even during a plague

A few decades gone, and the song don't change

We couldn't stop it then so we carry the shame

These groups in more ways than not are same

Keep each other just close enough to aim

Reflections blood-stained, communities share pain

Nobody wins when a life's taken away

So young, mothers bury their sons and wonder

Why did we leave where we're from to come under

A new kind of fire where the country doesn't love us

Police don't protect us, they lock our babies in chains

We love 'em with all we got, pray they make it home safe

Never once feeling like a citizen of these states

Rumors of war in the motherland

I'm struggling in this other land

My brother's got a gun in hand

But I don't want to run again, no

Rumors of war in the motherland

And we can't get no money in

And you see what the hunger did

We do what we can for the fam

What is home when it turns on you?

Is it still home?

Was it ever home?

You know now that home is where the hate is

Where the heart knows no peace

And so it goes, falling to pieces

Try to keep it together as you run for cover

As you rush to gather essentials for your escape

Go, and keep going

And dare to look back at the devastation

Be still, and remember

That dust is the source of life