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Tell me who's pure.
Tell me who's right.
Tell me the last time you fought a fairfight. A loser's way to find some friends,you look like a skin but that's where itends. True, they're always at our shows,it doesn't mean we fit in with their hatredand racism shit. They ruin our name, youknow what I mean. Racial supremicistsdegrade our scene.
You know you can kiss my ass before Iread your zine. There's no good side tothis white power scene. Kids beat downfor standing up. Your turn will comebecause we've all had enough. You looklike kids we know. You're not welcomehere. You don't like music and we don'tlike fear. I guess it's your right to beproud that you're white. Are you here formusic or just to pick fights.
Don't fool yourself cause you don't foolme. It's not just blacks you hate, it'severyone you see. Rich, poor, youngand old, whoever's in your way. What aboring life, hating every day.YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT HATRED!
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