Analysis of Blowin Up Like You Thought I Would
why stop now when my hands on the plow
bringing people together so why do I even bother
the streets have good peeps just ask Robin Leeche
remember when you would take family and friends
searching for the latest trends just chilling in my Benz
ya it all looks good in the hood as things make peace
going come straight up from my dancing feet
believe it i'm a leader never a follower
so why I even bother ya
onto the extreme people can be mean
sipping on my coca cola sorry that I know ya
life is best busy when your making other plans
should i stop now it only does depend
Blowin up like you thought i would
I'm on point with this dope joint
smoking fat blunts in high school
chilling with the tunes of Huey Lewis and the news
Drake is the true big mac attack
yet we over react with the new style of Eminem
but that white dude is still my friend
got hustlers want to burn me hoochies want to do me
stand back in my sand box like that bitch Goldilocks
just a straight up shooter have your pets spayed and nuetered
got some dear friends whom I can depend
I'm ya biggest fan just sticking it to the man
so see ya on the flip side squeeze
out spreading the disease
Blowin up like you thought i would
with loose lips sinks ships take some time to move those hips
no one today gives a shit cause they got me in a bind so kiss my fat behind
woman can feel the breeze of a nice Keith Sweat
I bet your sorry that we met
three minutes Dougie Fresh your on
now is the end of this song
still can't we all just get along
flirting with fire blazing in its natural desire
going to take you higher
Trump comb over is president but he doesn't take residency
in my heart cause he's a no it all never will you see him busting loose down at your neighborhood mall
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Metre | 111111101 101001011111010 0111111101 010111110001 1010101110011 111110011111 1011111101 0111010100100 11110101 1000110111 10111010101111 111101110101 1111110101 1111111 1111111 1011011 1010111010001 11011101 111001101111 11111111 1100111111111 11011111110 101110111101 111111101 111011101101 11110111 110001 1111111 111111111111 11011011111001111101 10110110111 11110111 11010111 1101111 11111101 101101001100010 1011110 1110110111011000 011110111101111101111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,735 |
Words | 354 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 13, 14, 12 |
Lines Amount | 39 |
Letters per line (avg) | 36 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 469 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 116 |
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