You think your better cause you come from riches
While us punks come from gutters and ditchs
You got no right to say so much shit
If you keep on talking you gonna get hit
Our family is all we got
All you have is shitty blow and pot
You think your better cause you got nice clothes
While we struggle to make out own!
What do you believe in?
If yours is money ours is treason
What do you believe in?
If you wanna go then give me a reason
I see you speeding down the road Blasting your country shit
Trump 2020 on your lifted truck I think I'm gonna be sick
I can't stand racism on my turf
So you better start running fast,
If you don't I'm gonna get you
And kick your country cowboy ass
What do you believe in?
Yours is conformity ours is community
What do you believe in?
We're all people that have an opinion
What do you believe in
I believe that your fucking wrong
What do you believe in
I'm tired of racism in our home!.
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poems of the past
Poetrypoems I've come up with from my past and my present that I shall present on display
