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Once, my friend's girlfriend punched me in the face when I trying to separate them when their awkward-fight-with-people-over turned violent. It was still awkward, after.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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