Che Lingo - South (Official Music Video)

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Production Company: Lowkey Films

Director: Connor O’Hara
Producer: Jamie Gamache
Creative Direction: Che Lingo

Lyrics - South by Che Lingo

I grew up in the south,
Made a man out of a mouse,
Barely talk about my life though,
No matter how bad it might go,
Keep inside yo,
Don’t mean it’s right though,

south x8

I grew up in the
south x8

Verse 1

Where I grew up it was test,
bare trails and tribulations,
Bro got post traumatic stress,
from violent situations,

I was that kid on the left,
With the objective observation,
Grandma spoilt me to death,

Distracting me from the dangers,
She knew I could end up,
She don’t say too many prayers,
Had to mind where I was playing,

Coz when hunger turns to hatred,
Ain’t no curfew worth debating,
Any bed I make I may in,
I could slip and end up sleep,

Theres no pillows on these pavements,

Still family did their best
My father spot was vacant,
We knew where the nitties cotched,
dirty sheets and old newspapers,

‘Member this one day I got robbed,
13 walking round that block,
He said blud what phone you got,
No fear top but I felt naked,

Chorus

Man I grew up in the south,
Made a man out of a mouse,
Barely talk about my life though,
No matter how bad it might go,
Keep inside yo,
Don’t mean it’s right though,

south x8

I grew up in the
south x8

Verse 2

Where I’m from I learned to mind my business
And write your lyrics,

I don’t wanna bury no more bredrins,
or write to prisons,

I ain’t trying see my family argue,
or fight for pittance,

Yo they always say revenge is sweet,
Not like forgiveness,

I left home when I was 17 blood,
Despite my feelings,

Hate to say that It was meant to be,
But I been thinking,

Bout my past and all these memories,
That drive all my decisions,

I pray Jesus take the steering wheel,
And swerve them spiteful bitches,

I got people I can never let down,
Their physical being ain’t here but they watch from the heaven and clouds,

It’s difficult seeing it clear with all of these smoke and mirrors, broken pictures, dusty baggies, woeful sinners, me included, system says we’ve both been victims,

moved around so much in teenage years I swear down I still got motion sickness,
Home I missed it,
So nostalgic and so distinctive

Dirty football boots in banana park now the goals are different,
Fuck what’s in your bank man my soul the richest,

I grew up in the south,
Made a man out of a mouse,
Barely talk about my life though,
No matter how bad it might go,
Keep inside yo,
Don’t mean it’s right though,

south x8

I grew up in the
south x8

I know exactly what the streets are missing, yhyh
Put pen to paper tryna beat the system,
I speak a prayer for the G’s I miss’em, yhyh
Then I hit the road and I complete the mission YhYh

My homie told me bro you been protected, yhyh
Just be the voice we need and keep ascending, Yhyh
We been through struggles learnt some deeper lessons, Yhyh
So go remind them what they been forgetting bro you been a legend straight out of the the south