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Our derrick


REST IN PEACE DERRICK It's been a year my friend, since we last shook hands It's been five years brother, since we exchanged notes It's been eight long months, since we linked via whatsapp It's been thirteen full moons, since we toasted to anything It's been all the time we got, but it'll never be enough We broke half the school rules, never got expelled We both digged some lame chics, never admitted it We sometimes got too upset, never to hold a grudge We once got into good books, never was round two We've been through most of it, but it'll never be enough Tastes preferences likes, all seemed like bullshit Food girls alcohol bluxxville, all seemed like adrenaline Rules programmes events, all seemed like egg shells Books bells sports mocks, all seemed like literature We absorbed as much as we could, but it'll never be enough Cold weather tried to freeze our butts, we peed hot vodka Roba tried to take every pork chop, we fed him scraps Mr kinga tried to run away from you, you chose Geography Warren tried to take all your ova, showed him who's boss You euphenised every damn crisis, but it'll never be enough Bao lexus nesh kyogs drizzy and many more, miss you d&g Maybach and bluxxville as a whole, miss you teflon king Friends family embu meru nai and back, miss you derizzy All the fucking friends and moments, miss you tha don We'll always treasure those times, but it'll never be enough
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