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Sunday, March 8, 2015

(SOLAR WINDS BLOW)
THE SOUND OF THE SOLARS WALK...DO NOT MISS THIS MUSIC BECAUSE IT TIES INTO THE PIECE...
http://youtu.be/B9s2fq0Ycmg

And here I be...
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Into the lyrical pit where I must go to pull these scrolls from the hot liquid core a little left of the right way as taught in flawed schools of thought.
A quick swing as I knock another perception down and stomp in its neck like Bruce Lee.
Put a foot up its ass like undercover brother.
X ray that motherfucker.
I whistling of Odes in C minor and fading into the distance.
From whence did he come they ask as I slap verbally precise and whip ass poetical.
I the seed of black Adam.
Son of a thermonuclear sun.
A explosion of epic proportions as African was born on Georgia clay.
Forged on Florida's streets unique.
So much need and I falling
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Drop deese.
I throws deese clenched fist punches and open hand slaps alphabetically and phonetically in defiance of man made systems formed on positions of superiority and based on willing submission.
Praying to flags and pledging money to white Jesus.
Preacher living high off the hog.
Sister cant even spend time with her kids cause she gots to pay the rent.
Church get richer.
Sister feet get sore.
Children get bad as hell.
Jails get fuller.
System get richer.
Savage math and startling statistics.
I drops the fyah from 93 million miles away.
It takes the light 8 minutes to reach you.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY