A Rough Version (as usual) of a quick Collab between my sister Mae Richard on intro vocals & GreezyBeatz on production. 
The song came about after i watched a special on Al Jazeera (hence the name) about illegal immigrants...i felt compelled to take up their cause seeing as how i know quite a few people in similar situation . Shout out to Scor.pi.o. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JVOH99L7i4Q

Lyrics:
Mae Richard - Intro
"i hear them calling my name, i hear them calling my name...i hear them calling i hear them calling. it's karani.......its karani...."
Shouts to Scor.pi.o, may not be a name you know
i was informed through telly though, doing research on the world we don't...
always come to terms with, probably why change comes slowly
descendant of nairobi, and europe's only shown me
if this aint where you're home be, the doors are surely closing
..the opposite of slowly. it's actually quite rapid
seen teens feed pet rabbits more cabbage than humans enduring famine
n i'm not saying i dont entertain similar habits, but how'd this even happen
the way we livin' is savage, to survive...some forced to thieve and scavenge
and the rest of us get mad when, we dont get the clothes seen in pageants
wow, could you imagine? if you were placed in a time and a place
with no papers to state, when you arrived and why you came
surrounded by an unfamiliar race, not just complexions on face...
..but different cultural tastes. 


verse 2:
No starting blocks. So You're not a part of the race, so they place you in a seperate lane, heading a sperate way, most likely destined for a grave 
enslaved, by metaphorical whips and chains
was it worth attempting to stick to boats and planes?
when foreign governments are harsher than the ropes and canes,
their not even on a quest for fame, just trying to be respected the same
and lead a life thats tame, create a better life for the family on the otherside
but still the burden of explaining how the others died
some probably comitted suicide, overly traumatized 
the sights they've seen...will never be televised
too vived for the masses to grasp that, this is actually what happens
when you're at home playing madden
so how can you fathom being addressed as a sir or madame
without some compassion and action.....its simple ration.
 
outro
they scream for their dreams, and to know what it means
to break out of the seams of constricting infliction
and cling to their vision, be part of the prism
whatever prescription....i got medication
for our generation...so if you patiently waitin
then all that i'm sayin...
theres no time for waitin, thats more time we're wasting
...we could be saving, those in need of saving
those that need a haven, somebody just pray for them
somebody gon' pray again, n somebody gon' say Amen
so they dont ever have to see the rain again 
the metaphor for pain again, till they back up on the train again
Tears of joy...theres no restraining them
can't sit back and play pretend, or attempt to defend
living on the other end...reach out and help a friend
and see if all the complaining ends....

Victor Karani - Al Jazeera Music ft Mae Richard (rough version)

This is a working progress....nowhere near finished.....when I get into a studio with more musicians thats when it'll be ready :D

Victor Karani - Al Jazeera Music ft Mae Richard (rough version)

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