They were young and naive, with futures that were bright. To have some fun, hop a train, ride into the night. Did they ever think this could be the last night of their lives? Shot down in cold blood, just because they were white. Will you remember the name Michael Carter? The young man who was killed in this racist slaughter. The fear they must have felt and terror in their eyes. A mob of nigger goons, set out to victimize. Young aryan children, to be taken out like garbage. We despise the parents who defended their child's killers image. In the media you made excuses for these savage blacks. Guilt! not grief for this crime, why'd you turn your back? Well I know what I would have done. Slap a few rounds into my gun! Hunt me down a few nigger thugs. Into their skulls unload several slugs!
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