Well twelve years have gone since you were born and my how big you've grown .
I thought about where you're at and so I wrote down this rap poem .
Its curtains up and curtains down for the bad boys come to town .
He's big and mean and he likes to scream say hey what's going down .
Words on street its sweet until the show is over and done
Smiles a buzzing you're a dozen years keep rocking on my son .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-03-26 06:26:48
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