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That Young Boy in the Hood
As I look upon
Young boys of today
I remember back when
One of those young boys was me
Throwing balls at curbs
Was fun to us
Neighborhood bullies
We had them too
Occasional street fights
I had my few
Playing dodgeball at my house
Was a regular thing
Riding bikes and shooting hoops
And tackle football
I can still feel the pain
But trips to the variety store
Buying penny candy and knickknacks
Was the highlights of being a kid
And all the fun I had
Growing up as a child
I will never forget
That young boy in the hood
Young boys of today
I remember back when
One of those young boys was me
Throwing balls at curbs
Was fun to us
Neighborhood bullies
We had them too
Occasional street fights
I had my few
Playing dodgeball at my house
Was a regular thing
Riding bikes and shooting hoops
And tackle football
I can still feel the pain
But trips to the variety store
Buying penny candy and knickknacks
Was the highlights of being a kid
And all the fun I had
Growing up as a child
I will never forget
That young boy in the hood
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