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Mistha Lee's Guardian Angel Guard Child
*Yo YO yeah, yeah Bet B LeaVE, yeah!
Mr. Lee don’t want 2 B 2 RUDE
I KNOW OUR NOT BUFF,
But girls had enough
Of your ugliness
Someday you’ll git a broken glass
When you Look-N- tha mirror crack
My FRIEND done don’t smell like a fox
Don’t bully my friend or I’ll put you in a box
Don’t come ta mee or yo B dead*
Ma, Name B Brody Hale
I’m a scholar, a book worm sorta’
I caress misunderstandings
Sometimes I git reprimanding’s
Now I may listen, but do adult also listen aren’t we all on different tunes
I hear the same music it’s just they don’t use it
Their impatient banter, cause me to scatter
MakeN us both madder and sadder
Mr. Lee don’t want 2 B the DUDE
I KNOW he’s serious,
But God hasn’t enough
Of your of your faithfulness
Someday you’ll git before the class
When you find all the children laugh
My FRIEND done don’t smell like a fox
Don’t bully my friend or I’ll put you in a box
Don’t come ta me or yo B dead
I’m Mistha Lee’s guard dog B. HALE
Mistha Lee’s
GUARDIAN ANGEL GUARD CHILD
Yeah! I dan’t take Naw mess, I’m Mistha Lee’s Guardian angel kid
5/2/23
*WRITEN BY BRODY HALE*
Co- written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Copyright ©
James Edward Lee Sr.
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