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Scowling Ian
I can't forget your
You were a human being
way back on marks place
A white thug when we were pour
A life for one quarter more
In sixth grade what you'd mug me for
A blade pressed up to my jugular
So I feard for my
Save streats few
My nerves grew recked the second avenue
I soon how to steer clear of a crook or a crew
And I'm still here
And so are you
Forever you've been Ian
It was your kid nickname if we it
You were an human being
Whether you ever did or really smoke it
I'd know tall thin brand overstroll
All sun burned and grimm since ten or twelve old
I yesterday is gone
still intend our souls
An I guess both our places're still on rent controll
I was wick,small,sad,sag,punier guy
You was as big,tall and bad in junior high
No sight of someone's face has ever been
You'd come chase me street fighter one or space harrier
again, crackhead Ian
I can't forget your foul face
My fellow being
I know we're both still on saint-marks place
We've lived our pour in close parallel
Within this or five blocks we both know so well
You have grew up near the former theater or old groce hotel
I'm sure aware of me here
But oh I can't
It seems you never outgrew little greedy enrage
I still see you look so mean though now we are
I was used dropping last year at you loughing to
About bashing some dude a chair till he fell
I slipped fast by you fear in our eyes would touch
Drifting past by new mornings it all changed so much
I've known your live story sure it's rotten and though
But hoe long before roles for us have gotten old enough
You must've had it so kid
Well I
by a tiny portion of love or fortune
Goes or goes thunder
You're a bad one Ian
A sad son and sun big
But of all the kids seen downtown in our pre-team
just you and me left I think
How long you notice
How long you shake my hand
How untill we're old man-neighbours
Last tribe's man of the vanished
We never did exchange names
You an evil kid from the 80's
When we these arcade games
That made life grate in the
Me and Ian
Me and Ian
Ryding into the night of an dream with these games in the street and the head and...