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"Wrong Side of the Tracks"
Where I come from
We have intellectual discussions through bad grammar and crass diction
Tossing around speech patterns and vocal quirks like the football our team uses to beat yours
My friends and I refuse to be seperated while we walk
Because our jewish friend warned us to not
Sharing her heritage and culture like we share clothes and advice
I know how to express my love in multiple languages,
Bro, Cariña, Uo Mamae, Habibi,
Because thats how my friends refer to me
Terms of endearment but people assume we're shouting slurs
We know the motions to make
When you look down your noses at us
Because we take care of our own
And know better then to cow to weak chins and glassy eyes
We learn from each other and grow
Share language and culture
Play games and eat food from countries we've never been too
But which we have come to care about and know
You roll your eyes when we compete
then claim we cheated when we win
You mistake your reflected past success as a glimpse into the future
While we keep our eyes to the sky, and continue moving forward
You paint us with knives and guns so often that maybe that's what we've become.
That's what you believe we've become.
Well I don't believe that
No, we don't believe that!
We believe that we are above your broken kaleidoscope view of us
Welcome to hidden genius and determination
Welcome to diversity and true community
Welcome to introspection and collective success
You may not like it
May not wanna look
But we are brave, strong, intelligent, determined, caring, proud
And we are above you
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