Realize you're dehumanized
You critisize your existance
It's your demise when no sun arise
When you're paralyzed by your lack of resistance
She know she is
She knows she's going
Down below where the fire's glowing
Tenderloin
The tricks she gets them she's not a victim
She makes a list of them and reads them all alone
For money she's walking down on larkin'
In T.I. they're rocking all night long
"The Tenderloin is a dense, small residential, retail and nightlife neighborhood in downtown San Francisco. In addition to its rich history and diverse and artistic community, there is significant poverty, homelessness, and crime. It is known for its immigrant populations, single room occupancy hotels, ethnic restaurants, bars and clubs, alternative arts scene, large homeless population, public transit and close proximity to Union Square, the Financial District, and Civic Center." - From wikipedia
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that's my hood, son!
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