(Verse 1)
In the underground, where the tunnels run deep,
There’s a crew of hamsters, they don’t get no sleep.
With their tiny masks and their paws so sly,
They’re plottin’ a heist, gonna reach for the sky.
(Chorus)
Hamster heist, in the dead of the night,
They’re rollin’ on wheels, gonna steal out of sight.
Little furball bandits, ain’t no one suspect,
In this phonk song, their caper’s perfect.
(Verse 2)
They scoped out the bank, made a plan so cool,
Hamster in the getaway car, he’s the wheelman, no fool.
The vault’s their target, full of sunflower seeds,
These rodents mean business, fulfillin’ their needs.
(Chorus)
Hamster heist, in the dead of the night,
They’re rollin’ on wheels, gonna steal out of sight.
Little furball bandits, ain’t no one suspect,
In this phonk song, their caper’s perfect.
(Bridge)
They scurry and scamper, through vents they’ll explore,
In the dark of the bank, they’re gonna score.
With their pockets full of loot, they’ll make their escape,
These hamster outlaws, there’s no time to wait.
(Verse 3)
But the bank’s alarm starts to ring out so loud,
And the security guards, they’re joinin’ the crowd.
The hamsters keep movin’, they won’t back down,
They’ve come too far now, they’ll own this town.
(Chorus)
Hamster heist, in the dead of the night,
They’re rollin’ on wheels, gonna steal out of sight.
Little furball bandits, ain’t no one suspect,
In this phonk song, their caper’s perfect.
(Outro)
In the end, they made it away with the dough,
Through tunnels and alleys, they continue to go.
Those hamster bandits, the legends they’ll be,
In the annals of rodent crime history.
For some reason I read it with that agressive shouting gangster rap voice and it was awsome. Tho chat gpt mostly pumps out mid content. Just reminds you how important is the creative factor that often lack in these generative contents.
(Verse 1) In the underground, where the tunnels run deep, There’s a crew of hamsters, they don’t get no sleep. With their tiny masks and their paws so sly, They’re plottin’ a heist, gonna reach for the sky.
(Chorus) Hamster heist, in the dead of the night, They’re rollin’ on wheels, gonna steal out of sight. Little furball bandits, ain’t no one suspect, In this phonk song, their caper’s perfect.
(Verse 2) They scoped out the bank, made a plan so cool, Hamster in the getaway car, he’s the wheelman, no fool. The vault’s their target, full of sunflower seeds, These rodents mean business, fulfillin’ their needs.
(Chorus) Hamster heist, in the dead of the night, They’re rollin’ on wheels, gonna steal out of sight. Little furball bandits, ain’t no one suspect, In this phonk song, their caper’s perfect.
(Bridge) They scurry and scamper, through vents they’ll explore, In the dark of the bank, they’re gonna score. With their pockets full of loot, they’ll make their escape, These hamster outlaws, there’s no time to wait.
(Verse 3) But the bank’s alarm starts to ring out so loud, And the security guards, they’re joinin’ the crowd. The hamsters keep movin’, they won’t back down, They’ve come too far now, they’ll own this town.
(Chorus) Hamster heist, in the dead of the night, They’re rollin’ on wheels, gonna steal out of sight. Little furball bandits, ain’t no one suspect, In this phonk song, their caper’s perfect.
(Outro) In the end, they made it away with the dough, Through tunnels and alleys, they continue to go. Those hamster bandits, the legends they’ll be, In the annals of rodent crime history.
Wow, phonk
For some reason I read it with that agressive shouting gangster rap voice and it was awsome. Tho chat gpt mostly pumps out mid content. Just reminds you how important is the creative factor that often lack in these generative contents.
I doubt that was chat gpt. It has cinsistent meter and rhyming. It was a human
Chat GPT is good at rhyme and meter. That’s actually what makes it easy to tell - its poetry has too much rhyme.