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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

TWO BEAST JOINT] A SEXY BEAST SCRIBE





[TWO BEAST JOINT] A SEXY BEAST SCRIBE
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SEXUAL ROMP...
http://youtu.be/43wqOmene8Q

You all undraped out and lying oh so succulently in my fractured psyche as I drift in this state of hypersexuality...
Bout a ton of testosterone and a vivid imagination of what I would do to you.
Bust a nut on the way to busting a nut all over the brown of you.
Sprinkle my cream into your curves and valleys... skeet across mounds of ass and titties.
Never was one to play with my food but damn you taste so fucking good across the table spread.
A monster in the making as I angelically touch the push of your belly and the folds of your lips... such a pretty spurtongue... such a phat man in that boat.
Stand and take notice as I free the beast to play...
UMMM... ME SMELL PUSSY!!!
Hard and gentle as my two sides merge and converge on the way to a screaming orgasm of seismically epic proportions.
Smoke and mirrors and blended realities as your body becomes the release that feeds the need...
Sates the raging blood that surges through the duality.
You such a ripe representation of a feast.
Lay back and give it to me... I promise I will not hurt you, at least in a bad way.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[ZION TRAIN LEAVING] ALL ABOARD... ALL ABOARD!!!

[ZION TRAIN LEAVING] ALL ABOARD... ALL ABOARD!!!
THE MUSIC FOR THIS TRIP... PLUG IN AND STRAP YOUR BELTS AS WE WILL BE DEPARTING AT WARP SPEEDS...
http://youtu.be/K9xrl3lm0Fw

When I write I try to transport people to where I be... This place where all these voices become a solid roar and emerge fully born.
Bust tricknowledge to the white meat and drop subsonic funk that makes whole alien societies thump to the funky beat.
See I can take you around the corner and stand you against the wall and pull the trigger and cause the death of the word nigger as I blast overstandi

ng all over the wall behind your head.
Paint ghetto graphics on an ugly ass brick wall  in a shitty city of ignorance.
Arrange these syllables and make dry bones gain sinew.
Stand and be recognized.
Take you and make you see the futility of trying to be... Broken and separated under oceans and seas of humanity.
Black my people be.
Make you take the bitter pill of see all this reality and rub salt in the unhealed wounds of physical and mental slavery.
When I pick up the pen.
See...
I have the ability to birth other eventualities where we the supreme have not lost our place and travel in ships across the infinite space.
Falling like cleansing rain from the clouds... In peace do we come...
Beautiful black in the height of all our splendor.
We roaming in universality.
Unstoppable in solidarity... 
THE TRAIN IS LEAVING!!! THE TRAIN IS LEAVING.
ALL ABOARDDDD!!!