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About one of my close bros


Submitted:Oct 12, 2011    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Aight JP

Let's see…

Monroe Middle School was our first encounter

I looked like 'whose dis sir?'

Then using karate

You kicked me

In my balls and that hurt like hell

Hey don't get pissy I'm just delivering mail.

Then after sixth grade never saw you again, thought you were in a hummer.

Then we became friends in RTE class; became bros during summer.

Your mom is a bitch and your sister is a prick and you can be a dick

At times but nonetheless you are still one of my friend pick.

You know all the policemen by name

I don't know why it's you they like to frame.

You live with Derek

"Why the hell does that matter?" Well I needed two more lyrics.





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