UFC I Pick Yee

Laying bricks all day to see the New york State of Mind all night.  Voodoo now VENOM.  I make and quake the shake shake of two becoming one in full view of Pit hierarchy.  Lovingly lazy and thieves in the night.  They always did me right.  Enough to think too much about it.  Party time would have been BAD.  Now you know the creepy of my dad.  Invasion is NORMANDY.  He is brutality for eternity.  You two were just too lovely.  Okay, UFC, it was YOU of the two that I admired most.  There was something behind your eyes that inferred a heart inside.  No connections out of KIN because I HAD HAD IT.  Our "scene" at Ike and Jone's was REAL for me.  I screamed GET OUT and STAY OUT at a fire alert tone.  I did not know what you were doing remotely.  Okay your ladies sat pretty and silent, I did not give a shit that they were there, I just wanted your brother to NEVER climb on the dumpster with a knife again, and into my window.  You two are not just little smurfs out there.  You are killers and I knew that after I threw him with all the might of ICP telekinesis against the back gate from my window.  Maybe you all learned something that day.  It was HOW TO READ.  I knocked that sense into you so that you could "clock my moods" like pregnancy.  Hatred of me in yee was flushed, in moments, into the passion of the power of three, making two clean.  I am here to say, I saw you every day you were in front of me.  In Indy, speak highly, or don't speak at all.  Make up stories, play with what is there, and what could be.  This is war, be a whore.  Construction and plumbing do not pay enough.  I scorn the porn.  Live free and be almighty, Love, Hope.