Young Queen

You fall, we fall

Kicking brown dirt on our brown skin

We feel the pain, scandalous how they treat our own

Turning a blind eye as long as it’s not one of their own

We breed army’s -God bless my Abdallah klan

My lone Wolf surrounded by piglets

We felt the punch, it’s was light

You’ll feel ours too Ali Bomaye

My daddy said go big or go home

Huddersfield we’re disgraced

Dear my young Syrian queen, we’re here

I promise you, we’re coming

We love you ❤️

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