Trenton thorpe 1990 (Vanderburg)

you got that brick i
got them bricks send it on back downstairs around  town were i roll with them
 shooters "rwa" what we screaming  
hittem with dat ak 47
Lives left up left down to the right  
xb yeah that's a cheat code
I just laid on you  yeah yeah
we over paid honky's
you want no beef just give me the cheddar
not talking no Arby's either just blue faces in impalas yeah im the captain its crunch time  subliminal messages leaking throughout the sky
 thats why i keep them hittas on
standby cause ima fly guy
 on the wall drip drip
there goes facuet
 call a  plumber  yeah i talking mario best cook in town
 he don't clown
 so watch them frowns or we just might come for your crown yeah  that's yo head  I'ma
goldenn boy with fly toys
 my heart be racing mind
passing out like a light  you snakes better nighty nighty
night im talking zzz bars i spit
 for days lean wit me rock with me take off your  sock with
then victorias secret
haves to go skeet skeet
  on trip to Oblivion
yeah yeah
long as it not near the my  crew
 sockem rockem what what
 thats a knockout
right in yo jaw then go southpaw we sreaming f*ck the law.... yessir  we over paid got them girls
 down with the bitcoin
talking stocks with just enough to feed the flocks in the chop shops
 iceman  making his rounds cause he no we don't play no no
we don't play life no 64
we got them karts
dabing  my mind right
 drip drip
yeah that hole in the ceiling no roof topps we to stacked up with lean in our wishing wells.

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Written on December 28, 2021

Submitted by phoenixfire4455 on December 27, 2021

Modified on May 03, 2023

1:37 min read

Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,525
Words 316
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 40

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