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gets tough Deep in the mind, there's all kinds of different people Minorities still struggle to be equal So many characters, for main tacks The good
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from the wide majestic green lakes Bravehearts from the South and the icy North The astral alignment will show all its might Be ready to get the stars
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the wide majestic green lakes Bravehearts from the South and the icy North The astral alignment will show all its might Be ready to get the stars' holy
after a Star Wars joke We got style, tape on our glasses Zits on our faces and hair on our asses Shiny shoes, belt buckles and pocket protectors Tricked out backpacks like my main
