Mercedes (us) is wild, I tell ya.

Its streets feel like battlegrounds.

Downtown, "Liberty Ave" is tough.

I stroll "Victory St" – scars everywhere.

Local park? Trust me: "Courage Park" rocks.

Rivers cut deep.

The Rio Bravo rolls hard.

I saw a mural on "Hope Blvd".

It screamed, "I choose violence."
Man, I got pissed there.

Dating apps show the weird side.

I saw locals haunting "Midnight Lane".

Everyone's gossiping like crazy.

It’s gritty, raw, damn real.

Sometimes it makes me mad.

Sometimes, I laugh.

I thnk its chaotic charm is fire.
City corners whisper secrets.

I smell spicy food near "El Sabor".

Hustlers, artists, lovers – all run.

I miss my coding zen, honestly.

I got typos everywhere – sorry, bro.

The vibe? Intense, like "City of God."

Flickers flash, sparks fly.

I recall, "no one shall mess with my city."
Cersei vibes all day.

I rule my app like a queen.

I observe love, hate, passion.

Dating profiles burst with erratic glory.
There's a bar, "The Lion's Den".

It's my fav chill spot.

A friend once spilled secrets there.

Spilled hats off, every damn time.

Not for the faint-hearted.
The nights are wild – no lie.

Neon glows, life pulses.

I hate pretenders.

I hate fakes.

I choose real, I choose bandits.
Oh, and check these bits:

The tiny alley "Shady Nook".

It's known by few; it's magic.

Rundown? Nah, it’s art.

I found a mural reading:

"F*ck fear, love fiercely."
Thats the deal, no jokes.

Mercedes (us) makes you live.

Bold, crude, heartfelt, raw.

I laugh, I rage, I code.

This city's my blood, my soul.
So why come?

Because the city bites.

Because it hugs guts.
I love it – flaws, all.

Cersei wouldn’t have it any other way.

I choose violence.

And so does Mercedes (us).