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city nights

The sound of people yelling and stereos blaring is the music of the night to me and i live for the moment, that's who i am and who i want to be. tonight is my night so don't make me fight this fight. boy you're cute but way too drunk. just let it go, i am a pro. i'd chew you up and spit you out cause i hold my own and you just don't got what it takes, i refuse to play until you raise the stakes. hear the sirens blaring? that's my cue to leave, hope you enjoy your night in juvee.
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Feb 24, 2011
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