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More hate. Too much pain.
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Your main concern is all about race.
You come out on top with your gun and mace.

You stop people for the way they look.
Get a life and go read a book.

You make assumptions they are armed.
You're the one who creates bodily harm.

You hate the way they look at you.
Giving you an excuse to do what you do.

Why all this hostile behavior?
All we need now is a savior.

Too much blood, too much hate.
This world we live in is not so great.

So much pain, so much sorrow.
We all need a better tomorrow.

Peace is what we are craving for.
Instead of getting killed in front of the store.

I've had it will all these racial riots.
You need to think and be very quiet.

When oh when will it ever end?
Please, no more funerals to attend.

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