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I Don't Even Know (DJ Vadim Remix)

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The second single from the critically acclaimed debut album 'No Freedom Without Sacrifice' featuring a remix from DJ Vadim. Look out for the forthcoming remixes album featuring Marc Mac, Shlomo, The Nextmen and more.

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released April 4, 2010

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Homecut is the brainchild of MC/producer Testament. Conscious lyricism, live instrumentation and mix of Soul, Hip-Hop and sonic experimentation mark out Homecut on the UK landscape. The critically acclaimed debut album “NO FREEDOM WITHOUT SACRIFICE” features collaborations with Corinne Bailey Rae, Soweto Kinch, US rap legend J-Live, Andreya Triana and members of the Cinematic Orchesta. ... more

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Track Name: I Don't Even Know ft Corinne Bailey Rae & Soweto Kinch (DJ Vadim Remix)
CHORUS:
I don’t even know
How these flowers’ll grow
All on their own…
Maybe you could help me out

I planted seeds long ago
Tended them, even so…
Oh no, oh no
I hope that it turns out right

Verse 1.

One thing I can’t understand, Two I can’t comprehend
Three about something with the… ah its gone again
I was writing glow in the dark songs: an offering
So I can give just a little of bit honesty
You’re in the wrong place if you’re just complacent
But I wouldn’t mind a change from this uphill arrangement
Must be something in the liquidation,
Leaving me dazed like the way between a man and a maiden
Things didn’t happen quite the way that I planned but
Wish it was Superman One I’d send world backwards
I put my hands up, at times I get anxious
Test my loved ones till we fall out like dandruff (uh-oh)
I think I been here more than once,
Like typing the PIN number but still insufficient funds
Struggling with stuff like suffering
God only knows, that why put I trust my Him..
(…‘cause I don’t’ even know)

CHORUS

Verse 2.

How did I get into this fixed up situation?
Missed another payment they could take my whole home as a stipulation
Life’s a sequence of inner stresses and irritations
And a conviction the bank’s tampered with my mini-statements
I don’t even know which way to turn?
Think a vein will burst, ex-girl ain’t concerned
Won’t get these papes returned by April first
Cold approaching broken heater, no dough in the token meter
Too slow to switch it overheated and blown the speakers
Can’t even use the phone either
First day after the postal strike never processed the payment
As an oversight. Overnight the phonebox has broke apart
My overdraft swollen so fast it needs lipo and open heart
I don’t even know, if I’ll ever find this living simple
Find a lady to give to or drift through and hit sixty single
I don’t even know, or if I be the kind of live performer
Who survives a trauma or the type to never find a calling
And die a pauper, Lord help me see more clearly on the road
I drift weary alone but I don’t even know

CHORUS

Sax solo

I Don’t Even Know (refrain)


..I hope that it turns out right.
Track Name: I Don't Even Know ft Corinne Bailey Rae & Soweto Kinch
CHORUS:
I don’t even know
How these flowers’ll grow
All on their own…
Maybe you could help me out

I planted seeds long ago
Tended them, even so…
Oh no, oh no
I hope that it turns out right

Verse 1.

One thing I can’t understand, Two I can’t comprehend
Three about something with the… ah its gone again
I was writing glow in the dark songs: an offering
So I can give just a little of bit honesty
You’re in the wrong place if you’re just complacent
But I wouldn’t mind a change from this uphill arrangement
Must be something in the liquidation,
Leaving me dazed like the way between a man and a maiden
Things didn’t happen quite the way that I planned but
Wish it was Superman One I’d send world backwards
I put my hands up, at times I get anxious
Test my loved ones till we fall out like dandruff (uh-oh)
I think I been here more than once,
Like typing the PIN number but still insufficient funds
Struggling with stuff like suffering
God only knows, that why put I trust my Him..
(…‘cause I don’t’ even know)

CHORUS

Verse 2.

How did I get into this fixed up situation?
Missed another payment they could take my whole home as a stipulation
Life’s a sequence of inner stresses and irritations
And a conviction the bank’s tampered with my mini-statements
I don’t even know which way to turn?
Think a vein will burst, ex-girl ain’t concerned
Won’t get these papes returned by April first
Cold approaching broken heater, no dough in the token meter
Too slow to switch it overheated and blown the speakers
Can’t even use the phone either
First day after the postal strike never processed the payment
As an oversight. Overnight the phonebox has broke apart
My overdraft swollen so fast it needs lipo and open heart
I don’t even know, if I’ll ever find this living simple
Find a lady to give to or drift through and hit sixty single
I don’t even know, or if I be the kind of live performer
Who survives a trauma or the type to never find a calling
And die a pauper, Lord help me see more clearly on the road
I drift weary alone but I don’t even know

CHORUS

Sax solo

I Don’t Even Know (refrain)


..I hope that it turns out right.
Track Name: Time Difference ft J-Live
(J-Live)
Ay-yo, 6 AM in the ATL
NYC seems miles from here
Like the minute Big Ben being seeing the light
Before I even rolled out of the bed
Jump on a chat for the toll free business
Hands on keys like ears to the ground
Holla at my overseas peoples in an instant
Trade food for thought swaps words for sounds

(Testament)
The sounds at the venue checked, head downtown
‘round ten pm, …chow with my friend
I’m…late turning up and she’s watching the clock
Sharing a cuppa Mint Tea at this Persian spot
Says the “old her’ s” gone, since she’s learnt lot
when a temporary lover, made-her permanent Mum
Now works a sex line to, earn some crust
Mid-conversation,(what?) midnight: I gotta run (cos its time)


CHORUS:
Time difference, the difference in time
We trying live in these difficult times
UK to US, LS to NY
Testament, J-Live
Things look different with time
Time difference, the difference in time
We trying live in these difficult times
UK to US, LS to NY
Testament, J-Live
Things look different…

2.
(Testament)
First-hand on 3, weave through second-hand smoke
New Bohemia closed, so I catch a cab home,
Couldn’t properly chat, with my pal at the show
Apologetic text message tapped into ma phone
He’s stand-up bloke, b-boyed when we were younger
Became Policeman, in his London borough
See I thank God for the seasons that we livin’ with
Getting through meantimes, like the Greenwich meridian

(J-Live)
Deejay at Greenwich Vilage, today’s mission
Grab a camera full of landscapes and friends
Can’t miss a moment cos you never know when this life might come to an ends
Catch a value of a dollar and it don’t make sense
Now I’m trying to make a punds out of fifteen pense
See I don’t get gas like sight for sound
Contemplating how the modern day cipher sounds

CHORUS:

3.
(J-Live)
From 3 o’clock to 6 then I get to La Guardia
Two days before I need JFK
Almost missed my flight with a close encounter
From the Biblebelt C cycles here in the A
And it ain’t no different in the Empire State
From forty-one to fifty, the shots hardly miss me
At 8 O’clock reach Harlem according to plan
10 O’clock I start the party with the Settlement jam

(Testament)
Jam on toast, 10 o’clock, I think maybe I changed?
Raised my game and moved on, well, then again maybe I aint?
…The time zones of life jetlag me now
Been undergrad, unemployed now I’m underground
I understand this: “freedom means sacrifice”
Jump online, contact the J-Live
Leave the house, say a prayer, grab my plane ticket
Hear the sound of children, playing in the distance…