Tuesday, February 11, 2014

My Boy Troy

Started out as strangers
Now we family
Getting into danger
What a calamity
But we're safe now
In this place now
Times may get tough
But look at the smile on your face now
You hit it with the racket
I hit it with the ratchet
I see you on the court hit them balls and you smash it
You see me on the mat taking shots and head tappin
I've never had a brother
And I never will
You're more like a cousin
That I wouldn't let get killed

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