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Entry for November 06, 2006
Oakland, the chocolate folkland San Francisco, Berzerkely's down the way The neighborhood children play on the streets of Oakland A place where the legacy is torn Where the Black Panther Party was born And many are still forlorn on the streets of Oakland Do you think it's a joke man? There's a train to the heart of the city, London Square never rains too hard on the city the weather's fair lot of people unemployed in the city making runs lotta people get killed in the city so loads your guns just a sleepy little town 'til the first when the mail man runs and then it comes alive ...(More tomorrow) 2006-11-06 20:28:28 GMT
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