I don't feel at home anymore
I don't know where to go anymore
I saw people bleed then
Today biscuit with shirt and tieToday they make the area fair
Back then I could still fuck a cop in the area
And for what you get paid for kebab today
Back then you got a bag full of Ott
They want to clean up the area
As if it were 1936
Everyone speaks 5 languages here but one is enough to offend you
The stone I throw is stronger than a thousand weapons
And if I die for it alone, I know Rio would do the sameI don't feel at home anymore
I don't know where to go anymore
I saw people bleed then
Today biscuit with shirt and tie
My area was notorious
Nobody dared to go here
Today they buy the houses
But they don't buy us
But they don't buy us
But they don't buy us
But they don't buy us
Nein!Ey, where there are juppies with shirts and collars
Gangs fought in the streets back then
And where there is pure glamor and shine today
The dealers used to stand in dirty streets
I want to go back to the nineties
A day when I didn't have enough food in the bag
When I look at today's shit
Pukes up my throat and fear is enormous
Please get out of my town
Because what you do to her is insane
You just spread out here
But we have no place here for Juppies like youI don't feel at home anymore
I don't know where to go anymore
I saw people bleed then
Today biscuit with shirt and tie
My area was notorious
Nobody dared to go here
Today they buy the houses
But they don't buy us