.I live in a shanty in the shantytown.
We have no money so we had to sleep on the ground.
I played the music. My father he dig a ditch.
My mother she do laundry life sure was a bitch.
But 'till we killed the white people. Ooh we gun make them hurt.
Kill the white people yea. B.
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