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This city, man... This city one BIG icepick, ya here? Been walkin' round these streets, trippin' these glass sheets of ice the past SIX blocks, ********* man? not a single cab picks a fool up round here... Where those bustlin' business men go, huh? Where that friction now? What bout those tan-legged, princess barbies? their DOGS in their purses, their cellular phones chatterin' n' **** Where those ****** run off at? They hot at the ***** bars now or somethin'? HUH? You know wha man? **** that. I walk this way every SINLGE morning, twenty blocks UP, twenty blocks the other way... I'm walkin', ****** and those buses and cars WAILIN' they horns, WAILIN', SHOUTIN' each other the SECOND the sun starts shinin', SHOOTIN' heat each other till' darkest of **** night... That's what I wanna know... Where those *********** RIGHT NOW.
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Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 9:18 AM UTC
The Icepick
This city, man... This city one BIG icepick, ya here? Been walkin' round these streets, trippin' these glass sheets of ice the past SIX blocks, ********* man? not a single cab picks a fool up round here... Where those bustlin' business men go, huh? Where that friction now? What bout those tan-legged, princess barbies? their DOGS in their purses, their cellular phones chatterin' n' **** Where those ****** run off at? They hot at the ***** bars now or somethin'? HUH? You know wha man? **** that. I walk this way every SINLGE morning, twenty blocks UP, twenty blocks the other way... I'm walkin', ****** and those buses and cars WAILIN' they horns, WAILIN', SHOUTIN' each other the SECOND the sun starts shinin', SHOOTIN' heat each other till' darkest of **** night... That's what I wanna know... Where those *********** RIGHT NOW.
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ryan-patrick-walsh
Irish
Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 9:18 AM UTC
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