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There was a kid, he sat by himself In classes he never spoke nor asked for help He'd sit up the front, all quiet and calm He never once did anything to hurt anyone He just did his work, only spoke when spoken to I'd see him alone in the courtyard, he never ate his food Recess or lunch would swing by, he'd listen to music And every day I saw him there so I got used to it Then come one Lunch, he wasn't there I pretended not to care but deep down I was scared Because in the lesson before some kids were talking tall About how they'd sort him out by setting him up to fall And by God I was shaking, I was fucken nervous He was just a quiet guy you don't need to hurt him He never did wrong he was just around I jumped when I heard him scream by Christ it was loud! I ran into the amphitheatre and all the kids were screaming He was mangled on the ground and **** was he bleeding He looks across with fading eyes, says "help please" I had to look away as I fell to my knees He's looking hopefully He's looking up to me I look up at the shocked faces like "You ******* happy? Answer me! How the **** was I so blind to not see this happening? All you ever spoke about was hurting him and killing me! Now the tides have turned! You ******* killed him You better run now before the darkness hunts down your sin!" I look down again, he has a smile of hope "Thank you for holding up the Bro Code" Then his hand falls, it lays on his chest And I'm not sure who's more dead, coz I got no breath The sirens scream as loud as the kids fleeing And all I remember was six shots and fucken running My brother on the ground, burned into my mind And it haunts me to this day that I left him behind But I gottem back, made them join him So he can get em back and start bashing
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Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC
The Bro Code
There was a kid, he sat by himself In classes he never spoke nor asked for help He'd sit up the front, all quiet and calm He never once did anything to hurt anyone He just did his work, only spoke when spoken to I'd see him alone in the courtyard, he never ate his food Recess or lunch would swing by, he'd listen to music And every day I saw him there so I got used to it Then come one Lunch, he wasn't there I pretended not to care but deep down I was scared Because in the lesson before some kids were talking tall About how they'd sort him out by setting him up to fall And by God I was shaking, I was fucken nervous He was just a quiet guy you don't need to hurt him He never did wrong he was just around I jumped when I heard him scream by Christ it was loud! I ran into the amphitheatre and all the kids were screaming He was mangled on the ground and **** was he bleeding He looks across with fading eyes, says "help please" I had to look away as I fell to my knees He's looking hopefully He's looking up to me I look up at the shocked faces like "You ******* happy? Answer me! How the **** was I so blind to not see this happening? All you ever spoke about was hurting him and killing me! Now the tides have turned! You ******* killed him You better run now before the darkness hunts down your sin!" I look down again, he has a smile of hope "Thank you for holding up the Bro Code" Then his hand falls, it lays on his chest And I'm not sure who's more dead, coz I got no breath The sirens scream as loud as the kids fleeing And all I remember was six shots and fucken running My brother on the ground, burned into my mind And it haunts me to this day that I left him behind But I gottem back, made them join him So he can get em back and start bashing
been a while since my last upload... sorry guys
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Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC
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