Matomenes Fraoules

You got me hundred years a slave
You got 40 bullets with ma name
I got a Glock on my waste, waitin'
The perfect time, the perfect place

Down in the ghetto, I fear no man
Rage in our gaze, antifa the slang
Our flag, red from the blood
Black from the dark you made for my fam

You work for the glam
You burn like Klan (KKK)
They run like a gang,your boys in blue
Gonna make the clues
For throw us behind the bars
Or kill us, inside a car – on the westside -

You act like you don't know femicide
No bed for the sick, is a genocide
The new apeirtheid, we call it pushbacks
But like a proud Manolada worker
I'm gonna strike back

Η Αθήνα δεν είναι Βερολίνο
Είναι η Νέα Μανωλάδα
Εδώ δεν είναι Βερολίνο
Γι'αυτό και

Θα βάλω φωτιά, θα βάλω φωτιά
Στις ματωμένες σου φράουλες



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Voxpopuli Lalos
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