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Laughing Stock

By , La Habra, CA
As i walk down the street
listening to that old school beat
I see some punks staring me down
Next thing i know im on the ground
Im hated cause my color is brown
Im at the diner with a friend
next thing i know hes dead
lying on the floor with a bullet in his head
some people hate and discriminate
Why cant we just unite
Be one and never fight
It doesn't matter about the height
Either the color or shape
Its being one that will keep us together
With that, we can last forever





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