Monday, June 3, 2013
ICP Buttercups
This is this. That is that. It is okay to see ICP get fat. It is only for a time, and then they can rhyme, and spit in a way that even Asians will play. Today lucky lucky that I drop some HOPE in their drawer. Seeing the infinity divinity going crazy around me makes them feel forever sane. I link them to the Puritans that I met last night. They see the vision and know that it was always right. Satanistic technique to guide and chide. Risking, musically, for the first time. They will create things that are divine. Over the side they will throw the code. For lines like me, they will erode. Law enforcement in and through. They are the ONE entity who know what to do. I am special, oh so special. I will one day believe that line. Maybe they see a tiny BABY pumkin on the vine. It is Nicaragua in their heads. It was molesting mothers in their beds. If they saw themselves as special ballers of deceit, they could think that they did agree. It did not feel good, but it taught them to degrade and kill women in their brains. Now they will rise and find size. Oahu comes through and sumo crew too. POWER is the key. YEE are WARLOCKERY infinity. Love love love hopegod3
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