Roads here are red.
Violent crashes are not new.
You better kill me.
If not I'll spend all kinds of sweat and effort to find your fuckin bitch ass so the judicial system can give you a slap on the wrist dude.
Roadblock11.28.10 - 2:37 am
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i wrote this a long ass time ago .... i miss LA, i love you, LA -- there is NOTHING like you in the world!
when i leave here
to venture roads not yet ridden
the space I happen upon
is void
an unnatural silence which fills the air
for it's the energy of the ridaz
their presence greatly lacking
and it’s then that i realize
these roads are not meant for this rida
for i am just a visitor
cycling through borrowed land
upon my return
to this giant cement park
of twisted roadways
lined with cracks and holes
and bumper to bumper traffic
i breathe the exhaust fumes
and smile
cause there’s a ride
happening somewhere
with ridaz sifting
amongst marked territory
to reclaim it as their own
though this city is rough
i know the ridaz are rougher
for we play on the edge
of this chaotic spectrum
we accept the challenge
life or death
we take our two wheels
to the streets
like the badasses we are
for we bike LA
and proudly call her our home
bondink11.30.10 - 12:41 am
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