Mess With My Friends, Poem by Bee Rye

Mess With My Friends,



I don't claim to know it all
But this much I do
If you mess with my friends
I'll be comin for you

My friends are my passion
Together we thrive
But when we are apart
It's as if I'm not alive

No matter what it is
We'll be Havin fun
Whether we are fishin
Or shootin some guns

My best friend is my cousin
Like brothers we are
No matter what happens
Together we'll go far

Drinking beer and chasin girls
Are a few of our passions
Yeah sometimes we fight
We've had some big clashin's

But no matter what we'll always be there
Supporting each other
Because we both care

So if you mess with us you must be brave
But I'll warn you now ill defend him to my grave

Bring it on then son
I'm down for some fun
Cause whoppin your butt
Won't take long
I'll have you whipped by the end of this song

And this goes for all my friends
Believe me when I say
If you mess with them
It'd make my day

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