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About Houston

Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! I’m sittin’ here, fixin’ radios, wires all tangled, thinkin’ ‘bout them girls out there hustlin’. Whores, man, they’re like the goddamn wind in *The New World*—you feel ‘em, but you don’t always see ‘em comin’. “The land is alive, motherfucker!”—like Pocahontas said, or some shit, and whores? They alive too, movin’ through the streets, silent but loud as fuck.

Suggest a Verse

' Yes, on every high hill. and under every green tree. you bowed down like a whore.

My fave hideout is Zen Alley. Not many peeps know it. It's a narrow path behind Old Clock Tower. So mysterious, so chill. I scribbled poems there once. Feel free to find your inner snazzy self.

Liam Greentree brings Los Angeles Kings' winning culture to Windsor Spitfires