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1 year agoChiChiBeDaGoddess posted:
I had a weird dream...and it featured a Brother with long hair, and we were in his whip, getting high as we went all over London...and we were sitting on the curb of the pavement (sidewalk) drinking beer and he saved me from a hovering wasp. It's kind of frustrating because I don't know who this Brother with the long hair and the nice smile IS. How can you have a dream of someone who doesn't exist??
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About Closing account in 4 days . ▲☥
"When you smoke de herb, you reveal into yourself..." Bob Marley. Yes, Bob Marley said that! GOD bless da herb!
It is plain to see, that the 'world' of YouTube is becoming rather hostile, in terms of racial and cultural differences (literally, you make the 1950s' Dirty South look like a Butlins ad)...*rolls eyes* and for some STRANGE reason, it's seems - that I am to blame. I guess it's safe to say that NO RACIALLY MOTIVATED OR PREJUDICE COMMENTS WILL BE ACCEPTED IN THIS CHANNEL. NOR DOES IT MATTER HOW BEAUTIFUL OF A MAN YOU ARE. Thanks, much appreciated. Love ya.
"When you smoke de herb, you reveal into yourself..." Bob Marley. Yes, Bob Marley said that! GOD bless da herb!
It is plain to see, that the 'world' of YouTube is becoming rather hostile, in terms of racial and cultural differences (literally, y...
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ChiChiBeDaGoddessLatest Activity
Mar 4, 2011Date Joined
Oct 15, 2010About this user
First and foremost, I'd to give a shout out to my Igbo Brothers and Sisters around the globe. Keep doing your ting, Fam-a-lam. It ain't nutting but love...So i just figured I'd spice tings up a little, and present to you's, an illustration of mere eccentric..ness...
Before I lay my Royal GODhead to eternal rest, i wish to accomplish - amongst many, the consistant purification and duplication of what is the Almighty Drug, known to many, as the Holy Blessed Mary Jane. There is no other like her. She is like the fuel to my creativtity (Eco Friendly style); she is the only thing i could so humbily give praise to (apart from GOD), amidst a smoky room, bullshit friends, timeless beats and a summer's day. With my lips, my jaws and my lungs, i will indulge her and watch her manifest...into mist before me...
I wish to be controversial, to write tales of damnation, of pain, of immorality and of wickedness. To flick upon blank canvases, many Gods, after many Gods, armed with nothing but the manes of Samson, and too of their astonishing...nothingness. I wish to be strongr than strong; to lead the people in their thousands of tribes; to teach the YOUNG-STARS to say no to the Master of trickery and false promises and to breed like pouring coffee beans. I am going to shake this Earth. I'll have the Devil of his knees, pleading for mercy...and I'll probably shack up with some lucky, rich bastard who's determination and adoration for the cause is deeper rooted than the melnanin in his skin and the length of his locs (Lord forbid if his dick has a face though...), and he'll bless me with a brood of Igbo Kings and Queens. I wish to be more original than the garms on my back...and one day, hope to establish an industry where your beauty, my exquiste, young Queens, is celebrated and represented...
For if they do not kill me, I'm going to expose the buck dancers, the boot lickers, the faggots, the buffoons and the Devil...
Remember this face. Because as for the name...you'll remember it for a hundred years.
"Came up from the dirt like a parsnip", Giggs.
Last but not least, fuck the fake arse mandem. I might be the Goddess, but I am not your mother. So don't come to my page with either the idea that you are 'something', if it is but a figment of your wild imagination, or that you are 'hurting'...and 'Black Women are this and that', because I'm not here to stroke your face and kiss it all better. Man up...so called Gods. Don't do it to yourself. Much, much love to the real Gods, still. Bless....