{THE FUNKIEST FUNK OF A MANS HEART}
THE SOUND AS THIS FUNK IS DROPPED...
http://youtu.be/a3c3Y7bGPqo
Cum into my life, I born cry into the nethersphere where surely you must exist.
Been needing you so much lately.
Shit is fucked up alone as I play these black and white keys.
As I drop this funk which is carved from the funkiest funk that sits unformed in my psyche.
It waiting to be transformed into a story or a poem.
It telling our story.
See... I been needing to hold you as the lights grow low and we dissolve into each other.... You in my cellular structure as I feel a shard of your D.N.A...
It piercing the walls of my heart and making me wince from the pain of being so lonesome in a world of so many who do not overstand.
See, its not like I don't have chances but whats the use of wasting my time if she is not the one that makes my pineal gland vibrate.
So many years where we could have been living a fantasy wasted on such things as vanity and living another persons dream.
The motherfucking Johnson's ain't got shit on me.
Bill Gates is just a man to me...
They can be cut.
They can bleed.
I wanting to show you the true beauty of this planet as was meant to be seen before mankind caused mass extinctions and waged unholy wars.
When there was the need and the need was so great that we depended on each other, supported each other and lay in each others arm for warmth and protection against all that came our way.
Back when we were Gods and Goddesses walking beside the almighty.
He telling us of our birth in the stars.
Of clay and the kiln where we carbon and water were intermingled and formed.
We looking into each others eyes and knowing that we were created for each other.
The first time I felt your skin.
The jolt... The tingle.
My need is great, cum into my life.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
THE SOUND AS THIS FUNK IS DROPPED...
http://youtu.be/a3c3Y7bGPqo
Cum into my life, I born cry into the nethersphere where surely you must exist.
Been needing you so much lately.
Shit is fucked up alone as I play these black and white keys.
As I drop this funk which is carved from the funkiest funk that sits unformed in my psyche.
It waiting to be transformed into a story or a poem.
It telling our story.
See... I been needing to hold you as the lights grow low and we dissolve into each other.... You in my cellular structure as I feel a shard of your D.N.A...
It piercing the walls of my heart and making me wince from the pain of being so lonesome in a world of so many who do not overstand.
See, its not like I don't have chances but whats the use of wasting my time if she is not the one that makes my pineal gland vibrate.
So many years where we could have been living a fantasy wasted on such things as vanity and living another persons dream.
The motherfucking Johnson's ain't got shit on me.
Bill Gates is just a man to me...
They can be cut.
They can bleed.
I wanting to show you the true beauty of this planet as was meant to be seen before mankind caused mass extinctions and waged unholy wars.
When there was the need and the need was so great that we depended on each other, supported each other and lay in each others arm for warmth and protection against all that came our way.
Back when we were Gods and Goddesses walking beside the almighty.
He telling us of our birth in the stars.
Of clay and the kiln where we carbon and water were intermingled and formed.
We looking into each others eyes and knowing that we were created for each other.
The first time I felt your skin.
The jolt... The tingle.
My need is great, cum into my life.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
