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Apr 2014
tight juicy yumness
this crack huge
game’s on point
you had me at that bass
**** homie,
u r too good wit it
run the sick trap
my dude doin work
loving the awesome switch
so paralyzed make love
nicee smooth as buttah
you went in dreamy
way too dope
swoop feels mane
nice flip
caught up on point
my dawg’s cramming
dem hats smoove
fresh cream zonin
fire float’n like puddin
my dude always killin
way too good sir
bro so sophisticated
**** can’t get enough
stunning blend
dope ******* sick
turnt up atmosphere
in that ending tho
I created this poem, due to my fascination with with code switching, lyrics, poetry, and music. I found these terms being utilized lately by young folks who were moved by a certain music mix, and commented on same.
W A Marshall
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W A Marshall  Urbana, Illinois
(Urbana, Illinois)   
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