BAD BEAST GO OUTSIDE

[BAD ASS BEAST GO OUTSIDE.] THE PREQUEL TO THE RELEASE

THE TRACK. AND I WOULD ADVISE YOU TO LISTEN TO THIS ALONE CAUSE EVEN IF YOU GOT ON HEADPHONES YOU ARE GOING TO LOOK GUILTY AS A MUGG...

http://youtu.be/5w79ov1mTY8

WHAT? 

You thought the beast was gone cause I let him write sweet shit some of the time... 

Even the beast must rest and take a moment to contemplate his next move.

Being the beast doth have a way of making one tired... trying to contain this pressure as it pounds to get out.

Trying to keep from ripping your clothes off in the yard and throwing you to the ground and beating that pussy down...

Even the beast must show constraint when in the presence of mere humans... those who would make these things dirty.

Visions of ripping your clothes off, bending you over the car while slamming into your pussy as you wet up this dick.

Moan so lous that the dogs howl and neighbors look out the door.

The beast is a savage motherfucker in a purely sexual sense that is.

The beast wants you to lay on the ground and spread your legs and present that clit to He.

Let him kiss that pussy till it bubbles in your guts and spews forth from thy depths...

Throw those legs back and beat that pussy till you scream and cause the dogs on the block to howl...

Thrust into your womb and push against the back wall as my sweet cream erupts and I pull out and spray your ass... those titties.

The beast, The beast... hast returned.

RANDOMS IN THE MIDDLE OF A PROCESS

MAN TREES ROAMING FREE

MAN TREES ROAMING FREE]
THE MUSIC AND YOU REALLY NEED TO LISTEN TO GET THE FEEL OF THE PIECE...
http://youtu.be/lTKy-YAqhS8

As the chilling breeze blows through the changing leaves so do these lives proceed to the next minute, hour and day.

A crown once of black becomes grey then white as a testament to growth mentally and physically... We these uprooted trees gaining and losing ground... Leaning into the winds of physic hurricanes... the waves of the tsunami.
We these living testaments...the power of Allah Wa t Allah.
These planted seeds that have grown in much the same manner as the lowest of things... Phenotypically supreme as determined by a jury of our scientific peers.
We moving in opposition to the natural procession of things... Casting radio waves and ships of steel to the blackness of space where the dust of our creation still drifts in cosmic clouds... Falls on other worlds and in dimensions where angels and demons reside.
We these trees planted in this garden uprooted.

[DELIRIOUSLY IN THOUGHTS OF SHE]

[DELIRIOUSLY IN THOUGHTS OF SHE] 

THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE... AS ALWAYS MAKE SURE THAT YOU LISTEN...

http://youtu.be/97OUPQZMVDY

Here I am lost in thoughts of a Nubian queen... I taste her in every drip of water that I drink... Feel her as it dribbles down my beard.

She sets fire to the whole of my origination, straight vaporization as I am recycled and rejuvenated in these fantastic fantasies she in panties on her knees.

I lost my conventional in the tail of a womans comet oh so long ago as she fell past me in lacey underwear.

Fell...Tail...

Oh what the hell?

Sweeter than pineapple meat, a strawberry dipped in sugar... nectar of that sun that nourishes these skins.

She laid out and thick the blossoms of her open and glistening.

Again I apologize for my lapse in thought for I was talking of she once again was I not.

She fucks with my mind like that.

Makes me wax philosophical with a touch of insanity off to the side... A crazy motherfucker with a Jerri curl standing on a streetcorner babbling bout 80s dreams... 

Ashes of we drifting to the ground... sparkling into the atmosphere of we fueled by the component oxygen.

This shit happens whenever I get lost in thoughts of her.

She fucks me up.

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy