Titres les plus populaires de Edellyn
Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
빅체리
Anderes Instrument
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
cherry(체리) big(빅)
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
빅체리
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Paroles
Yo, Dad's accent's a rusted dictionary from the factory floor,
Mum's hijab a flag this city never saw before.
Schoolmates chopped my name—"Too long for the roll call,"
Back home, they smirk—"Your tongue's colonized, bro."
Lunchbox reeks of grandma's turmeric and shame,
Friends pinch their noses—I nod, "It's a flavor you can't tame."
Tightrope walker between worlds, soles never grip,
My ID's a Google Translate—blurry at the edges.
Two flags in my bloodstream—soul's a borderless anthem,
Citizen without a passport, torchbearer of the phantom.
I baptize this soil with my immigrant sweat,
*My existence is rebellion—Dual Citizen, two tongues in one breath.
In boardrooms, my skin's a CV footnoted with doubt,
"Equal opportunity" billboards—gatekeepers lock me out.
Sis trimmed her name to fit the job application,
*But nights, she spits poems—original syllables combustion.
Second-gen dinners: tofu stew meets fish 'n' chips,
Nomads of new soil, roots buried in concrete crypts.
Cops eye my hoodie like it's a loaded question,
But my dreams hoist the African sun over London's congestion.
They ask, "Where you really from?"
I say, "My heart's a suitcase—borders dissolve when I hum."
Passport stamps are scars, blood's a atlas,
*Home's wherever my shadow lands—I am the compass.
Two flags in my bloodstream—soul's a borderless anthem,
Citizen without a passport, torchbearer of the phantom.
I baptize this soil with my immigrant sweat,
*My existence is rebellion—Dual Citizen, two tongues in one breath.
We're ghosts of the future—past's eyes in our present,
Mum's recipes, Dad's prayers—'til these streets inherit our testament.*
Written by: cherry(체리) big(빅)