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"turbos" poems
today's my birthday, 500 piece of cake my heart racing, rapid heartbeat, amg baby don't look for me, i'm waiting in the snow, or under miami's sunrise, nuns are now sinning lyrics for dogs, i want to come right now, more powerful than a coup d'etat tizzop is like the klitschkos, jebote talking yugo like boki, but remain german like turbos all is melting, it is frankfurt am main my heart racing, riding the amg, baby you can book me now, gig on the hilltop you ain't gotta look for the snow, bo rubix cubies full of magic, sensational gadgets the crowd is filling the castle and stars are raining down, you close your eyes you close your eyes. escaping into the night
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
Frippin' On A Hilltop
When pop was a boy Iz pride and joy Was just to have wheels wiv a mota Tricked up didn’t play, not in their hood Even though you could End result wouldn’t lift the skin - off a rice pud Real quick in that day Only came by the way Of serious a serious wedge of pay Aston, Ferrari, you could take to the bank Hemi, Stang and Vette for the yanks For most just wall posters and wanks These days it different, back from the dead Universal balance has got out of bed And delivered justice for the poor petrolhead You can strut your stuff, in your supa caa But the kid in a Rex or an EVO jam jar Gonna embarrass you, you fucken rockstar We quikka N you - its no pop quiz These days turbos and nitrous is the biz Nuffink about the money just how big your ***** is Want to put up your half million Mclaren Thats just a few tenths quicka, than a subbie wagon Equipped wiv a teenage ****** called Darren? We quikka N you - even with your cash One real aspect in life, where design and dash Triumphed over money and flash We quikka N you And don’t you forget it Now get out of my way
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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 1:34 AM UTC
We quikka N you
Some day's I feel I have just fallen out of the sky Don't ask me why but nothing seams right maybe I bounce to much or concussion in my head never landed on my feet like the earth I here now so lets play ball and have a feast on these words find myself behind this computer a fast delight twin turbos burn just have to find my head now and let my fingers burn updating right now but getting old get ready don't be shy let me know I just do it the way i do it and I have fallen up see.
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Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
Some day's.