The creation of XENOFILIA began with aesthetic questions regarding Xeno's migrant experience: how does the crossing of a border sound, and the nostalgia of a life never lived, how to make the frustration of leaving out of necessity squeak in a beat. In "Xenofilia" we find innovative proposals such as "El Guiri", where reggaeton mixes with cumbia and Romanian folklore, or "YEAST", an outspoken criticism of patriarchy, both in its capitalist and communist formats.
00INTRO01:34 min
In the intro we hear the last speech of the former communist dictator Nicolae Ceaușescu who meets the rage of Xeno Bitch's scream, thus initiating XENOPHILIA.
lyrics and composition: Xeno Bitch (Cozmin Diana Colta)
production & composition: kendra
mix: Alan Ezequiel Fridman
Edwin master: Lucas Romano
LYRICS
Bitch
I am the daughter
of a failed
revolution
We killed
the dictator
still dealing with the losers
I tell u I'm Romanian u put me in a box
With preconceived ideas 'bout the eastern block
I tell u I'm Syrian u can't see past
The fact there's a war back in my home land
Give me no chance to be equal to u
Have to fight twice to reach the same status
Down me with the victim look
That doesn't really help
I don't need ur pitty
Just a companian
I might be immigrant or refugee
I still got dreams to live and be free
Let me show u how smart I can be
Brain beats borders, national identities
Brain beats borders, national identities
Brain beats borders, national identities
Brain beats borders this is where u get lost
Brain beats borders I'm more than u thought
My muscle is strong and I'm resilient
When I want something I sink my teeth in it
We're more than a nationality
Bitch
I am the daughter
of a failed
revolution
We killed
the dictator
still dealing with the losers
I tell u I'm Romanian u put me in a box
With preconceived ideas 'bout the eastern block
I tell u I'm Syrian u can't see past
The fact there's a war back in my home land
Give me no chance to be equal to u
Have to fight twice to reach the same status
Down me with the victim look
That doesn't really help
I don't need ur pitty
Just a companian
I might be immigrant or refugee
I still got dreams to live and be free
Let me show u how smart I can be
Brain beats borders, national identities
Brain beats borders, national identities
Brain beats borders, national identities
Brain beats borders this is where u get lost
Brain beats borders I'm more than u thought
My muscle is strong and I'm resilient
When I want something I sink my teeth in it
We're more than a nationality
01QUEER IMMIGRANT (Q.I)02:07 min
Queer Immigrant is a timeless piece of empowerment, bringing a fresh and experimental sound. Rap meets grime and techno to capture the rage of the trans and migrant experience.
lyrics and composition: Xeno Bitch (Cozmin Diana Colta)
production & composition: moreira & La Fraicheur
mix: Alan Ezequiel Fridman
Edwin master: Lucas Romano
LYRICS
02Bad Hoe (B.H.)03:19 min
Bad Hoe aims to exorcise the misogyny experienced over years of dating cis-het men. It invokes the bitch that resides within all of us, who takes no shit from anyone.
lyrics and composition: Xeno Bitch (Cozmin Diana Colta)
production & composition: moreira
mix: Alan Ezequiel Fridman
Edwin master: Lucas Romano
LYRICS
So sick of you, fuckin with ma groove
I'm a bad hoe, you can't play though
Bad and raw as fuck biting heads off
I'm that mad bitch, that serves vengeance for free
I'm the crazy witch you burnt cuz she was free
Came back from the dead to get you in your bed
I'm good at seduction, my strong is sex as fuck
I make bitches go loco, never forget my bed
I say shit cuz I can
Invent it while I plan
My strength is still as steel
Core soft,
You can't break me
nuh
nuh
You can't break me
nuh
nuh
Can't mess with this
Shit too complex for you to mess around
I don't need to flex
No need to impress
You might feel perplexed
I really don't stress
I'm here to invest
In getting u vexed
Ăl de moare putrezește
Lume
I am clairvoyant,
And big as fuck
I'm the sweet sweet daddy
With a tasty vage
I do what I want
And get what I need
I don't mess around
You can't fuck with me
You so entitled
You boring to death
Can't even cope
With a little stress
No time to waist
On your lazy ass
Got shit to accomplish
Got checks I have to cash
I need no papi, no sweetheart no cis- man
I do this all alone, with ma queer women
We strong independent and know how to care
So Why fuck my brains with petty little men
You so scared of struggle,
You mumble can't speak
Oh little boy
I'm no one's your mama, please
No one's mama please
Get outta here
So sick of you,
Fuckin with ma groove
So sick of you, fuckin with ma groove
I'm a bad hoe, you can't play though
Bad and raw as fuck biting heads off
I'm that mad bitch, that serves vengeance for free
I'm the crazy witch you burnt cuz she was free
Came back from the dead to get you in your bed
I'm good at seduction, my strong is sex as fuck
I make bitches go loco, never forget my bed
I say shit cuz I can
Invent it while I plan
My strength is still as steel
Core soft,
You can't break me
nuh
nuh
You can't break me
nuh
nuh
Can't mess with this
Shit too complex for you to mess around
I don't need to flex
No need to impress
You might feel perplexed
I really don't stress
I'm here to invest
In getting u vexed
Ăl de moare putrezește
Lume
I am clairvoyant,
And big as fuck
I'm the sweet sweet daddy
With a tasty vage
I do what I want
And get what I need
I don't mess around
You can't fuck with me
You so entitled
You boring to death
Can't even cope
With a little stress
No time to waist
On your lazy ass
Got shit to accomplish
Got checks I have to cash
I need no papi, no sweetheart no cis- man
I do this all alone, with ma queer women
We strong independent and know how to care
So Why fuck my brains with petty little men
You so scared of struggle,
You mumble can't speak
Oh little boy
I'm no one's your mama, please
No one's mama please
Get outta here
So sick of you,
Fuckin with ma groove
03Home Alone (H.A.)03:07 min
Home Alone is about the "generation left back home", the children who grew up with our parents migrating, and what that has meant for the construction of our identity.
lyrics and composition: Xeno Bitch (Cozmin Diana Colta)
production & composition: kendra
mix: Alan Ezequiel Fridman
Edwin master: Lucas Romano
LYRICS
It's been years since I've been all alone on my own
Momma gone, money had to be brought back home
We were broke
Daddy drank
What was there to see
Nothing man, nothing
Nuh
Salaries not enough to put bread on the table
Crossing lanes to keep up
Put it up through the labor
And shut down all the doors
Where the pain breaks in
I swear man, never thought I would be so dead in
It's Sunday mornin' and I'm depressed
Never thought I would be so dead in
By the time I was just 13
Been adult all my life, that's no joke, I invoke
All the memories where that pain got locked
That's why my sense of humour is so broke, I just don't
I DON'T JOKE MAN
It gets dark even when the sun is still on top
With the August sun still on top
And I just wanna die today
Fucking hell!
AH
That bitch almost took my
I am part of the generation left back home
Families torn apart because the dough was low
We must fight keep it high even all alone
I know how hard that shit is but we'll bang some more
Being six mommy gone no one there for you
Daddy lost in his ghosts and his bottles too
Why should you give a fuck when the world's just sick
Being given only pain and just loads of shit
Loads of fuckin shit man!
AH
You take ur shit together
Cuz I'm not gonna be u'r low paid working hand
So Fuck off!
Fuck off boo
Fuck off boo
Getting scared way too early from that sense of loss
Loss in my want for life and the morning dust
I get lost on some sequence of what's not in place
What was I to be if we had never come?
I miss home I don't want to be so damn lost
Get me back I never decided we would cross
There's a scent and a sense of me for ever gone
How can I ever let go if that's what I am
I'm not gonna let go
It's been years since I've been all alone on my own
Momma gone, money had to be brought back home
We were broke
Daddy drank
What was there to see
Nothing man, nothing
Nuh
Salaries not enough to put bread on the table
Crossing lanes to keep up
Put it up through the labor
And shut down all the doors
Where the pain breaks in
I swear man, never thought I would be so dead in
It's Sunday mornin' and I'm depressed
Never thought I would be so dead in
By the time I was just 13
Been adult all my life, that's no joke, I invoke
All the memories where that pain got locked
That's why my sense of humour is so broke, I just don't
I DON'T JOKE MAN
It gets dark even when the sun is still on top
With the August sun still on top
And I just wanna die today
Fucking hell!
AH
That bitch almost took my
I am part of the generation left back home
Families torn apart because the dough was low
We must fight keep it high even all alone
I know how hard that shit is but we'll bang some more
Being six mommy gone no one there for you
Daddy lost in his ghosts and his bottles too
Why should you give a fuck when the world's just sick
Being given only pain and just loads of shit
Loads of fuckin shit man!
AH
You take ur shit together
Cuz I'm not gonna be u'r low paid working hand
So Fuck off!
Fuck off boo
Fuck off boo
Getting scared way too early from that sense of loss
Loss in my want for life and the morning dust
I get lost on some sequence of what's not in place
What was I to be if we had never come?
I miss home I don't want to be so damn lost
Get me back I never decided we would cross
There's a scent and a sense of me for ever gone
How can I ever let go if that's what I am
I'm not gonna let go
04El Guiri (E.G.)03:26 min
It's a song that laughs at the imbecilic fantasies that the guiris use to exotify migrant women. They don't know, the joke is on u bbe 😉
lyrics and composition: Xeno Bitch (Cozmin Diana Colta)
production & composition: moreira
mix: Alan Ezequiel Fridman
Edwin master: Lucas Romano
LYRICS
Aaaay papi que te doy duro
I am exotic because you don't understand my predicament
I am tired of saying that I am from ieuro.
Ask again
Si soy de aqui dealla
T'escupo en la carah
I remain so wide
Aaaaai el guiri me quiere latina
Whaaaat
Moroccan Spanish
Say again boo
Aah
Here comes the immigrant
Pull yourself together and I'll leave you without braces.
You play mafia bad boy with lovers
What a shrewd little slippery ambition
I stick to your rhyme and I'm hooked instantly
Go to sleep too late pa' tu aguantee
You're a fucking pimp but you live with your mother
I mean boo, huh
Aaaay papi que te doy duro
I am exotic because you don't understand my predicament
I am tired of saying that I am from ieuro.
Ask again
Si soy de aqui dealla
T'escupo en la carah
I remain so wide
Ai ai el guiri me quiere latina
Moroccan Spanish
Ei
That I have it easy
I camouflage myself as a ninja in a transit
I'm the bad bitch
I speak 5 languages you know flaves on all streets
I wasn't the first, mama you're the real queen
Crossing the border with no money nothing to say
Auntie, a hundred jobs getting up without sleep
You're still optimistic laughs at me and you
Două fire două paie
Ia-ți ciuleandra la bătaie
S-încodată măi băieți
Hop șa-șa șa-șa șa-șa
Hi haaa
Tot așa, că nu mă las
Că sunt cu Puica pe-un pas
S-înc-odată măi băieți
Hop ș-așa s-așa
Hi haaa
Ha ha
Hop s-așa s-așa
Ha ha
Hi haaa
Trah trah trah
Neneeee open the window
Let's see if you understand that this does not win it.
Your look is a bit problematic
I don't know what you expect but I am not galactic.
Ni'una rara avis baby let that be
I am flesh and blood
Et un peut technologique
I live in this land and I was made here
I am the same as the rest of the same quality.
Ai
I catch you trying
Ai
Of putting myself in a mould and skeleton
Ai
That doesn't say shit about me
It appeals to your dream and frenzy.
Of what you think a woman got to be
This is where I come in and I'll give you a good solution.
I'm sweeping the floor with your shitty eyes, lerdoo
Lerdoo
Lerdoo
Lerdoo
Lerdoooo
Două fire două paie
Ia-ți ciuleandra la bătaie
S-încodată măi băieți
Hop șa-șa șa-șa șa-șa
Hi haaa
Tot așa, că nu mă las
Că sunt cu Puica pe-un pas
S-înc-odată măi băieți
Hop ș-așa s-așa
Hi haaa
Ha ha
Hop s-așa s-așa
Ha ha
Hi haaa
Trah trah trah
Aaaay papi que te doy duro
I am exotic because you don't understand my predicament
I am already
Ya me aaah
T'escupo en la carah
Aaaay papi que te doy duro
I am exotic because you don't understand my predicament
I am tired of saying that I am from ieuro.
Ask again
Si soy de aqui dealla
T'escupo en la carah
I remain so wide
Aaaaai el guiri me quiere latina
Whaaaat
Moroccan Spanish
Say again boo
Aah
Here comes the immigrant
Pull yourself together and I'll leave you without braces.
You play mafia bad boy with lovers
What a shrewd little slippery ambition
I stick to your rhyme and I'm hooked instantly
Go to sleep too late pa' tu aguantee
You're a fucking pimp but you live with your mother
I mean boo, huh
Aaaay papi que te doy duro
I am exotic because you don't understand my predicament
I am tired of saying that I am from ieuro.
Ask again
Si soy de aqui dealla
T'escupo en la carah
I remain so wide
Ai ai el guiri me quiere latina
Moroccan Spanish
Ei
That I have it easy
I camouflage myself as a ninja in a transit
I'm the bad bitch
I speak 5 languages you know flaves on all streets
I wasn't the first, mama you're the real queen
Crossing the border with no money nothing to say
Auntie, a hundred jobs getting up without sleep
You're still optimistic laughs at me and you
Două fire două paie
Ia-ți ciuleandra la bătaie
S-încodată măi băieți
Hop șa-șa șa-șa șa-șa
Hi haaa
Tot așa, că nu mă las
Că sunt cu Puica pe-un pas
S-înc-odată măi băieți
Hop ș-așa s-așa
Hi haaa
Ha ha
Hop s-așa s-așa
Ha ha
Hi haaa
Trah trah trah
Neneeee open the window
Let's see if you understand that this does not win it.
Your look is a bit problematic
I don't know what you expect but I am not galactic.
Ni'una rara avis baby let that be
I am flesh and blood
Et un peut technologique
I live in this land and I was made here
I am the same as the rest of the same quality.
Ai
I catch you trying
Ai
Of putting myself in a mould and skeleton
Ai
That doesn't say shit about me
It appeals to your dream and frenzy.
Of what you think a woman got to be
This is where I come in and I'll give you a good solution.
I'm sweeping the floor with your shitty eyes, lerdoo
Lerdoo
Lerdoo
Lerdoo
Lerdoooo
Două fire două paie
Ia-ți ciuleandra la bătaie
S-încodată măi băieți
Hop șa-șa șa-șa șa-șa
Hi haaa
Tot așa, că nu mă las
Că sunt cu Puica pe-un pas
S-înc-odată măi băieți
Hop ș-așa s-așa
Hi haaa
Ha ha
Hop s-așa s-așa
Ha ha
Hi haaa
Trah trah trah
Aaaay papi que te doy duro
I am exotic because you don't understand my predicament
I am already
Ya me aaah
T'escupo en la carah
05YEAST (Y.W.)03:21 min
It is an outspoken critique of patriarchy in both its capitalist and communist forms.
lyrics and composition: Xeno Bitch (Cozmin Diana Colta)
production & composition: kendra
mix: Alan Ezequiel Fridman
Edwin master: Lucas Romano
LYRICS
Stalin a murit
Dar comunismu-i încă-n țară
Mă duc în vest
Și dau de altă șpagă
Nu am cum să scap
de atâta sărăcie
Mama tot muncește
Tata prin beție
Singură, pierdută
Vreau să mă omor
Nimeni nu m-ascultă
Nu mai pot să dorm
Stalin a murit
Dar comunismu-i încă in vene
Mă duc în vest capitalismu-i tot durere
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat rasist
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat fascist
Suntem generația
Uitată acasă
Familii pierdute
Durere înecată
Nu știu să vorbesc
I despise my se-ntâmplă
Nu am referințe
Nimeni nu m-ascultă
Nu mai am putere să merg înainte
Am 13 ani dar nu mai țin minte
Când doamne mi-a fost somnul ușor
Totul e greu, tata pe covor
Sticle, sticle, sticle violență
El strigă, eu stau în beznă
Sticle, sticle, sticle, violență
Lasă-l să zbiere
Eu sunt mai puternică
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat rasist
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat fascist
Suntem generația
Uitată acasă
Familii pierdute
Durere înecată
Nu știu să vorbesc
I despise my se-ntâmplă
Nu am referințe
Nimeni nu m-ascultă
Tot ce știu
E că toți lasți lasă lasă
Cei ce mă iubesc
Sunt cei ce mă atacă
De-unde să mai scot
Putere, energie
Mama nu mai pot
Hai după mine
Tot ce știu
E că toți lasți lasă lasă
Cei ce mă iubesc
Sunt cei ce mă atacă
De-unde să mai scot
Putere, energie
Mama nu mai pot
Hai după mine
Stalin a murit
Dar comunismu-i încă-n țară
Mă duc în vest
Și dau de altă șpagă
Nu am cum să scap
de atâta sărăcie
Mama tot muncește
Tata prin beție
Singură, pierdută
Vreau să mă omor
Nimeni nu m-ascultă
Nu mai pot să dorm
Stalin a murit
Dar comunismu-i încă in vene
Mă duc în vest capitalismu-i tot durere
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat rasist
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat fascist
Suntem generația
Uitată acasă
Familii pierdute
Durere înecată
Nu știu să vorbesc
I despise my se-ntâmplă
Nu am referințe
Nimeni nu m-ascultă
Nu mai am putere să merg înainte
Am 13 ani dar nu mai țin minte
Când doamne mi-a fost somnul ușor
Totul e greu, tata pe covor
Sticle, sticle, sticle violență
El strigă, eu stau în beznă
Sticle, sticle, sticle, violență
Lasă-l să zbiere
Eu sunt mai puternică
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat rasist
Marx, Lenin or Adam Smith
Același rahat
Patriarhat fascist
Suntem generația
Uitată acasă
Familii pierdute
Durere înecată
Nu știu să vorbesc
I despise my se-ntâmplă
Nu am referințe
Nimeni nu m-ascultă
Tot ce știu
E că toți lasți lasă lasă
Cei ce mă iubesc
Sunt cei ce mă atacă
De-unde să mai scot
Putere, energie
Mama nu mai pot
Hai după mine
Tot ce știu
E că toți lasți lasă lasă
Cei ce mă iubesc
Sunt cei ce mă atacă
De-unde să mai scot
Putere, energie
Mama nu mai pot
Hai după mine