so before this fades from my memory… I thought why not tell the whole juggalo world about it through the faygo Lovers forum? what could go wrong?

alright, I had this crazy realistic dream, dude this shit was just as real as me typing this explaining it to you right now… I mean I have a lot of crazy dreams but this shit seemed real as fuck… alright here’s what happened…

So I appeared at A Venue… it was a juggalo show… you know how shit goes… In The City, So I’m smoking weed, it was like right after an ICP show or some type of juggalo show… and it was crazy all the homies were there, dude everybody was there…

It was right after the show, I was hanging out with Violent J smoking weed, and we were hanging out with our homies, Dude shit was ill, we were having a good time drinking/smoking doing what juggalos do on the streets after a show right… well then some juggalo or whatever juggaho who ever the fuck it was, anyway someone comes up and says “Hey Twiztid’s here”, they saw the Set they were here while you were performing (they’re talking to J) and J’s just like “oh word?” I’m on the street Loced out, Locs over my eyez smokin’ a joint/ anyway we’re out on the streets after the show is over, and this dude gives us the word that twiztid was at the show and they’re down the street, they’re outside kickin’ it outside of the venue!

Me and J look at each other like what the fuck? why the fuck would Twiztid be here? that makes absolutely no sense? right…? they chose to be emo suck ups, and praise emo bands and be emo while at the same time Praising m&m pretending like everything’s all good while … yeah they’re just being super corny lame eminems fans acting like hardcore real juggalos don’t know what they’ve done and said… dude Me and J and are like telepathically like get ready for some bullshit… ’cause it seems like twiztid are acting up again, it seems like we gotta slap twiztid’s bitch ass faces up again. goddamnit…

So Twiztid for whatever reason get some courage and start walking up towards us while we’re kicking it hella deep outside of the venue, I mean there’s juggalos everywhere, but at the same time, there’s only a few of us that are really down to split a wig open and just down for total bloody violence…

So I’m keeping my cool, knowing I’m just some crazy juggalo dressed in black chillin in the cut… twiztid walk up, they start exchanging words with Violent J… twiztid and J get into this passionate heated argument, and I’m there like “ok where’s Shaggy? maybe I am shaggy?” I don’t know this was a dream, I’m thinking dog! I’m shaggy 2 dope, I Got Violent J’s back no matter what! juggalo til I die. so eventually the conversation between Him and Twiztid escalate louder and louder they start shouting at each other, while I’m there chillin in all black with my black hoodie on… and my black beanie, gripping my gun… waiting for twiztid to do something drastic…. just waiting, dude they fucking walked away… Violent J stood his ground, he was sober, dude Twiztid gathered up their boys and they started walking away, mobbing away, and they were deep too, bitch ass MNE, violent J was there outside of the venue with the juggalos that had just seen him rocking the show, so a bunch of crazy ass exhausted juggalos that were minding their own business smoking cigarettes, and keeping it trill on the streets… however, I was one of the juggalos there on the street that saw Everything… I was like nah fuck that! fuck MNE, I got my Gat in my jacket pocket, let’s see what’s up with these MNE Fools when I walk up on them and pull out the Gat, I conversated with J a little bit, saying yeah man fuck them! fuck them for everything they fucking did… I was drunk and just walked off like fuck it… I’m going follow these fools and see what’s really up, I caught up to Them soon like right around the Corner, saw Monoxide and Jamie and said “what’s up nigga! what’s up with that Dark Carnival Cuzz!?!??!!???!!? what That dark carnival like fool!!!???!!!!???!!!!, pulled out my strap and started blastin at them bitch ass mark ass trick ass busta ass bitch made hoe azz niggaz, shootin’ Jamie in his stomach! Shooting Paul in his fucking Head killing him, still steady focusing on empty’ing out every fucking bullet I had… walking up to Jamie while he’s crying and dying bleeding out on the streets while he’s crying, sniffing snot, vomiting blood, yelling out man what the fuck man, I remember kicking him in his fucking face…pointing the Gun at his mouth… pulling the trigger… Putting him down like an old dog.

so yeah that was my dream… it was just a dream, but yeah Psychopathic 4 Life. juggalo 4 Life! MCL

and Fuck MNE