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Tuesday, November 5, 2013

THE SILVERBACK PUNANI PROMISE


[THE SILVERBACK PUNANI PROMISE]
THE MUSIC... YOU BETTER LISTEN, THIS PIECE AND IT GOES TOGETHER...
http://youtu.be/q13Ukr4ftuI




Wherever I see you its going down...
I must admit I will be on that straight gorilla jack a pussy shit...
Sniffing the spores of your pussy from the air as it circulates...
Tasting your scent on my tongue.
Kissing your nipples, your belly, your pulsating petals.
Wherever I see you its gonna get nasty.
On the bus stop... The yellow line in the middle of the street... The police station as the officers stand around cheering us on, make videos on their camera phones.
Some of that make that pussy leak juice all down your thighs and trickle to your feet beatdown.
Screaming and calling on the beast to fuck you off to the land of blissful sleep.
Snoring in the aftermath of all this pressure, sweet dreams
Whenever I see you I am going to make you know that you are sexy, that you excite me.
A silverback gorilla encased in mans skin roaring savagely...
Lost in the animalistic as it shatters like glass in my soul and crashes against the depths of my core.
I see nothing but you as I prepare to enter the walls of your womb.
You the object of my infatuation as it stands at the present moment.
Whenever and wherever I see you its gonna go down.
This I promise.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY


WHERE HAVE THE CHILDREN GONE?

[WHERE HAVE THE CHILDREN GONE?]
THE MUSIC... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS INSTRUMENTAL... PLAY IT AS YOU READ...


Where have the children gone?
It seems that they have been lured away by the Pied Piper as he played their gangster rap songs.
Turned them into niggas and hoes and pumped ignorance right into our homes.
They followed him to the edge of the ocean of lies and dived right in...
They not knowing how to swim have sank beneath the waves of deceit and drowned in a sea of deception.
We mourn their loss and talk of stolen youth and misguided youth while standing at the waters edge afraid to get our feet wet.
So many of us not knowing how to swim.
The cycle started rotates and agitates again and again...
We hear their voices bubbling from the depths as they lie on the ocean floor where so many of our ancestors bones bleached white lie...
Those who never made it to the shores of this great experiment...
Lets make a nigger.
The wind blows sand in our stinging sand in our eyes and as we wipe away the tears they fall into the water... salty.
We look to the sky and call on white Jesus to relieve us of our burden and he turns his back to us for he is but a figment of our imagination.
He never having existed.
The Pied Piper stands in the sand and continues to play on as young men with saggy pants walk past him and file into the prison system where they alive are eaten by sharks...
Fertilizer shit out and floating to the bottom.
Used to feed the growth of a profile.
Niggers aint shit... Niggers are violent... Niggers are so ignorant.
Our children have been led astray by almost 500 years of whitewash and mental manipulation.
Our children have been swept beneath the waves.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY