FEDELE AL QUARTIERE Lyrics in English Neima Ezza , Vale Pain

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song FEDELE AL QUARTIERE by Neima Ezza from Italian to English.

I wonder if you'll come back but

I know we won't see each other again

I called you a b*tch

You cry, it doesn't matter

I stay loyal to the hood

Even if it stabbed me a few times

I treat you bad and you love me

Invisible scars on my body

Loving me, nah, it's useless

Cursed streets ruined me

Fake emotions, baby

If I smile it doesn't mean I'm okay

I don't believe in Santa Claus, I know he doesn't exist

My cousin Abi hoped his dad would come back

Hanging round the square in summer in Selinunte

Family at home, us kids out doing stuff

The fights, the beatings, the broken bottles

Us out all night till the sun rises

I sleep on the 49, I'd wake up elsewhere

I ate off the floor, Momo Zizou Bene Ahmed Robert

Half man half robot, I have no feelings

Except being sad, thinking about certain moments

A thousand of us set off, only twenty are left

Use got married, Samy back in cuffs

All I have left of you is just a few photos

We tore each other apart, now I feel a bit emptier

You know it's both our fault, loving too much hurts

One year was enough to burn it all down

I wonder if you'll come back but I already know

I know we won't see each other again for a while

I called you too many times in one night

You cry, it doesn't matter, I'm still out on the street

I stay loyal to the hood

Even if it stabbed me a few times

I treat you bad and you love me

Invisible scars on my body

Loving me, nah, it's useless

Cursed streets ruined me

Fake emotions, baby

If I smile it doesn't mean I'm okay

I asked up in heaven, there's no place for the weak

I'm looking from up here

Praying to God while I dine with my demons

At fifteen I was selling stolen gold to your mom's guy

Imagine, if he caught us drama would've blown up at home

M then stole a bike, I wanted to buy it

Only I had no cash, so take off your jacket

Yeah, crazy life

Quite a few boys in my hood give you crazy times

I'd like to love but nah, I'd never trust

You stay in my thoughts even when I'm offline

So you don't go away

I got a couple Gs dealing behind the racetrack

They wanna live dreams, selling death is awkward

If I drive a Lambo I'll do it with Ambro next to me

'Cause only he even heard the roar of my crying

You know I never trust and

For every mistake I wish for blank pages

Bene will slash you three times even if you're no Fontana

Let's find something to believe in

But deep down we're dreams lost on the street

I stay loyal to the hood

Even if it stabbed me a few times

I treat you bad and you love me

Invisible scars on my body

Loving me, nah, it's useless

Cursed streets ruined me

Fake emotions, baby

If I smile it doesn't mean I'm okay

The hood hurt us a little

Vale knows it well when the cops knock

And he didn't let them search

Wonder what you think now that I've got a record deal

I make people stop singing, I make people stop dreaming

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SONG MEANING

Fedele al Quartiere plunges us into the tough-but-beloved streets where Neima Ezza and Vale Pain grew up. It sounds like a late-night confession voiced over city sirens: “I stay loyal to the neighborhood even if it’s stabbed me a few times.” Between stolen gold, night-bus beds and friends who disappeared into marriage or prison, the rappers show how survival is a daily hustle. Smiles hide pain, invisible scars cover skin, and a quick prayer at dinner is shared with personal demons. Yet hope sneaks in through dreams of a flashy car and the brother who will ride shotgun, proof that ambition can sprout even from cracked concrete.

At the same time the song is a bruised love letter. The narrator keeps calling an ex, pushing her away while begging her to stay, convinced that anyone who loves him will get hurt because “the streets ruined me.” That hook ties every wound together: loyalty to the block, distrust of fake emotions, fear of real affection. The result is raw street poetry that turns broken bottles and broken hearts into a powerful snapshot of urban life—and a gripping track for anyone learning English through music.

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Neima Ezza FEDELE AL QUARTIERE Lyrics