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Monday, April 8, 2013

CYBER SEXUALITY



[CYBER SEXUALITY]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS JAUNT...
http://youtu.be/2KAqrHHxfhA

Baby I want to make cyber love to you...
All these miles just make me want you more...
So fucked up in my feelings right about now.
Show me a glimpse of what I want to see.
A peek of your pretty panties and a hint of your thick nipples and I rise.
Such a rush of blood to my swollen member that to ignore it is to suffer the worst kind of agony...
Show me... Show me.
Such a scintillating vision thee...
The dew that glistens upon your nether lips causes me to stroke and lapse into fuckspeak.
Spank that pussy for daddy...
Whooo motherfucking weee.
Such a beautiful vision on a computer screen, on an android device as we become connected robotically.
Wet juice and sweaty bodies in 2d electronically.
You scream your imminent release and I feel mine as it surges from my nuts to the base of my swollen dick.
We come together even though miles apart...
You my cyber love.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[STRAIGHT TO YO MOTHERFUCKING DOME]


[STRAIGHT TO YO MOTHERFUCKING DOME]
THE SLAVE SONG FOR THIS VOYAGE IF YOU MISS THIS BEAT YOU MISS THE POINT...
http://youtu.be/6wcoGL6Ga5o

As I blast this fyah pon the theoretical beast who holds so many enthralled...
He hidden by the lie democracy and spoon feeding bullshit in public schools...
Children educated to be a slave and a porch monkey...
All bout the clothes, the car and massas job...
Rebelliously selling dope and going to prison...
Led into institutional slavery...
Raped minds force fed religion in white images...
Eyes taped wide open.
Contrary to common sense the people eat it up as they pledge a flag that flew when black bodies designated as cheap swung from oak trees...
Picked cotton and bore masters children as he preached damnation and hellfire.
Snuck down to slave row to get him a little bit...
This fyah rains from the urban nightmare called the ghetto where thugs come a dime a dozen and nigga you ain't shit...
Where all a bailout means is that you gone hear it on CNN...
Feed the flames... feed the flames...
As I blast this fyah.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

BACK IN DA DAYS



[REMINISCENT] BACK IN DAY DAYS
THE MUSIC FOR THIS TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE...
http://youtu.be/lHMZp4SEL-0


Back in da day when gay still meant happy and a coon was a coon.
When the black man had freedom from his infamy.
Before he became the neighborhood crack dealer selling dope disguised as a thugs best hope of escape. 
Back in da day when a kid could be a kid and run free while wearing no shoes. 
Wet dirt squished between toes and a children had to beg to be let in.
Before Barbie dreams and silicone queens. Before women started calling themselves bitch and ho.
Started letting men do it.
Back in da day when the food was still kinda pure and Sunday was still kinda sacred.
When the lines were clear and defined.
When nigger was a bad word that could start a fight among black men and would get a white man slapped dead in his mouth.
Before gangsta rap and Trinidad James, Lil Wayne and Two Chains had not been loosed to shackle fragile young brains.
Lead them straight off into the land of some dumb ass shit.
Next thing you know the fad will be see through lingerie for men and they will be calling themselves faggot to show respect.
Glad this ain't back in da day and my Grandma caint see this mess.
She gone off to that last rest.
Back in da day.



JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY



(BACK IN DA DAYS)
The music for this memory… Some a dat boom bap…
Back in da day when gay still meant happy and a coon was a coon. When the black man had freedom from his infamy. Before he became the neighborhood crack dealer selling dope disguised as a thugs best hope of escape. Back in da day when a kid could be a kid and run free while wearing no shoes. Wet dirt squished between toes and a children had to beg to be let in. Before Barbie dreams and silicone queens. Before women started calling themselves bitch and ho. Started letting men do it. Back in da day when the food was still kinda pure and Sunday was still kinda sacred. When the lines were clear and defined. When nigger was a bad word that could start a fight among black men and would get a white man slapped dead in his mouth. Before gangsta rap and Trinidad James, Lil Wayne and Two Chains had not been loosed to shackle fragile young brains. Lead them straight off into the land of some dumb ass shit. Next thing you know the fad will be see through lingerie for men and they will be calling themselves faggot to show respect. Glad this ain’t back in da day and my Grandma caint see this mess. She gone off to that last rest. Back in da day.