They try to scare me
they try to make me cry
They carry sticks
they're holding guns on their hands
but I'm not gonna run
(I'm not gonna run)
I'm not afraid
I'll shed no tear
so take your guns
away from me
They spit me on the face
they say I'm a disgrace to the world
they're hunting my friends
they shot my kid through the heart
but I'll spit on their face
they are the disgrace.















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