Born in Italy Amir written in the sand take my name and translate it prince of Arabia a voice that screams from Rome to Taba in this cold society I look for warmer air son of the love and heart of two people a mix of blood cultures races and religion I'm here as a spokesperson I go on a mission against the desperation that afflicts too many people second generation I look at my son it's the third and you try to touch him your head will blow if you don't understand it you've found wealth we precious stones in the midst of all this rubbish I write with the hunger of someone who doesn't give up, I take your hatred and transform it into this S.O.S. pen. negative balance if they call me a foreigner in the place where I live.
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s.o.s negative balance if they call me a foreigner in the place where I live s.o.s.ready for execution if they call me a foreigner in my country s.o.s. negative balance if they call me a foreigner I turn around and smile at them s.os. ready for execution if they make me feel like a foreigner in my country
I take it from the street and the whole world is my home ezaiac hola chico que pasa you can't stop it it spreads like wildfire you vote Amir son of an immigrant at the capitol I want to make money like all presidents I tell him in the chamber in the face of everyone present in a world where the secret is how you present yourself don't trust anyone mejo that you hear me I remain poised on a precarious thread I sign a pact with the devil and I become a mercenary this is Amir the ultimatum written with bile and don't click me don't shut me up you've run out of batteries the gold I wear around my neck my father gave it to me and more you talk bullshit the more he continues to shine proud of my name and my half-breed blood now this is enough for me to feel the richest.
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s.o.s negative balance if they call me a foreigner in the place where I live s.o.s. ready to be executed if they call me a foreigner in my country s.o.s. negative balance if they call me a foreigner I turn around and smile at them s.os. ready to be executed if they make me feel like a foreigner in my own country