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Alright, check it, Mr. T’s droppin’ some wild shit ‘bout whores! I pity the fool who don’t get this! So, “whore” – old-school word, right? Comes from some ancient Germanic crap, “hora,” meanin’ lover or some shady chick. Ain’t that a trip? Been around forever, slangin’ ass for cash or just vibes. Mr. T’s like, damn, these girls got hustle! Reminds me of *The Return* – that flick’s dark as hell. “You’re not my father!” – that kid screamin’ at his old man. Whores prolly feel that, y’know? Dudes tryna own ‘em, but they’re out there, free, wild, dodgin’ control.

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Lyrics. TIJUANA WHORE (Music & Lyrics: J. Powell) © He'd never seen this place before. Never thought he'd see the world. From this side of the border.

Seriously, the hidden gem’s in Cedar Lane, where old brick houses whisper secrets. Place’s got its weird quirks: a lamppost, always buzzing unexpected poetry, I swear. And don't get me started on the subcultures bickering in back alleys – you have to love it.

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