SIIMBA SELASSIIE – HOOKED (Ethiopia)

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I chose to focus on Ethiopian Hip Hop artist Siimba Selassiie’s song “Hooked” for this blog post.  This song was so powerful and moving because it highlighted the effects of being hooked on drugs and how they eased his anxiety and depression. The opening scene is Siimba hanging by actual hooks that are pierced through his skin going down his entire body.  It was an amazing way to start the video that immediately grasped my attention while also making me want to cover my eyes. The symbolism behind it was so moving, and I immediately could guess what the song was about before any lyrics even started playing.

This a very big social issue amongst our generation because of the high amount of rappers that glorify drugs in their music and die from overdosing. Simba addresses an issue that many people in our age group face, and is very vulnerable about his feelings. He discusses how he misses being a child, his mother being an immigrant who fought for him to be an American citizen, and how he feels that he’s disappointed her with his actions.

His song hits home for me because growing up in a household with an alcoholic brother, and battling alcohol and drug addiction myself, I can definitely relate to how easy it is to get hooked to something that eases the pain even if it’s just for a little while.  He even discusses how he considered selling crack, but knows that black peoples lives would be ruined from it so he chose otherwise, and growing up in the hood that’s something that I    feel a lot of young people consider. What I love most about his song and video is that, him being from Ethiopia, it goes to show how people all over the world face such similar issues, and sharing our stories can really help to show someone that they’re not alone.

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  1. SIIMBA SELASSIIE – HOOKED Lyrics

    I ‘ve been in Hell and Back
    How I would don’t deal with that
    Wouldn’t be selling crack
    But that clientele all black
    And they can’t afford to rehab
    And they can’t afford the relapse
    With all that distress on my mind
    I can afford to relax

    I been bogging
    Been smoking, been drinking, been drugging (been Drugging)
    Been waking up to belly
    Have nothing x2
    Been… x2
    I‘ve been struggling x2
    I’ve been struggling x2
    I might get HOOKED x 16

    Ah’ Late life moving at the Coco
    Gotta Neck worried outside in the Do- lowed
    If I break down as a No-No
    But I gotta hole in my heart like the ozone
    Just came down and I’m solo
    I don’t understand how I made it this “Lodo”
    I been over drinking, so I don’t know
    If I pay attention, I probably feel a Boat load.

    I ‘ve been in Hell and Back
    How I would don’t deal with that
    Wouldn’t be selling crack
    But that clientele all black
    And they can’t afford to rehab
    And they can’t afford the relapse
    With all that distress on my mind
    I can afford to relax

    I been bogging
    Been smoking, been drinking, been drugging (been Drugging)
    Been waking up to belly
    Have nothing x2
    Been… x2
    I‘ve been struggling x2
    I’ve been struggling x2
    I might get HOOKED x 16

    Oh’ wishing, I was just a little kid again
    When my vice is dern had me giving in
    I was so good for few months but
    One cut and I’m back to this shit again
    My mama work hard as emigrant
    Just so I can be race as a citizen
    And she probably still thinking that I’m innocent.
    Cuase’ this shit is hard to swallow like cinnamon
    I don’t sang The same song
    Who I place to blame wrong
    Slower I became gone
    Pray the God to stay strong
    Hook to the life got hook to the thrill
    Hooked to a woman got hooked to the pills
    Hooked to the drugs and I thought that I should
    And she told me to leave so that love was a real blood
    I do know, one thing though,
    We mean: they come they go
    Saturday to Sunday Monday, Monday to Sunday yo’
    Some of my girls belong in the runway
    But the still job penny like this clumsy
    Keep it G I don’t know what the wanne me

    I ‘ve been in Hell and Back
    How I would don’t deal with that
    Wouldn’t be selling crack
    But that clientele all black
    And they can’t afford to rehab
    And they can’t afford the relapse
    With all that distress on my mind
    I can afford to relax

    I been bogging
    Been smoking, been drinking, been drugging (been Drugging)
    Been waking up to belly
    Have nothing x2
    Been… x2
    I‘ve been struggling x2
    I’ve been struggling x2
    I might get HOOKED x 16

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