[SOUL CITY REQUIEM ] PRELUDE TO A SCREAM

[SOUL CITY REQUIEM ] PRELUDE TO A SCREAM
THE BEAT FOR THIS SONG... THIS REQUIEM...
http://youtu.be/uMAnFAA0_a4

Another day in the city where we inhabit these streets in our splendor... Shining castles and horseless carriages tricked out and gleaming in the sun.
Maybelline queens and pretty thugs... Winos drunk on the corner, "Bish can I get a dollar? I lost my dream a long time ago in the savage streets of the ghetto."
Crack fiends peeking out of windows and somebody dies from a driveby.
Take a pause for the natural women, smelling like oil from the muslims.
Queens and hoes coexisting as the great orb transits the sky.
Glowing in the distance are the buildings dedicated to running our lives, Industrial centers and clean streets downtown where the dudes in suits speak like they got shit in they mouth... spit that shit and live that shit... thats what that shits about.
Courtrooms where all you are is another nigger that the streets could do without, fuck yo kids and yo wife, consumed by the savage beast... the economy.
Damn these teeth is sharp!
Police cruising the streets in death machines, pistol on their side as they park and look at computer screens, facial identity.
Cannon in the clips under the rearview... mossberg pump a put a big hole in a man... lay his guts all over the land.
Some shit so real you just can't say it nicely... describe that shit in a good way... reality slaps dead to the grey.
Life so like a violent lover... it hurts, yet we fight so hard to stay alive even when we find ourselves beaten down.
Love and life... life and love.
Such necessary pain if we are to exist.
In this the splendor of our times where we are found needing each other so much as we dwell farher and farther apart...
Food for the machine... fodder for the beast.
Bout time to wake the fuck up and get mentally strapped... load yo mind.
This is just another day in the city where so many lost souls reside.

THIS IS ONE OF THE DEFINITIONS FOR REQUIEM: a musical composition in honor of the dead.

BY JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY.

[NATUROTIKA]

[NATUROTIKA]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE... IT WAS WRITTEN TO THIS INSTRUMENTAL...

http://youtu.be/dorYQAp88mE

The petals of your flower take me away to a mellow place where everything seems to move in sloowwww motion.

A moment as I pluck the blossom and inhale of it heady aroma... humanity defined in the layers of its scent...  my descent.

A lick of its stigma and  a trip through the style.

The hint of it through the bushes as it reveals itself... opens up in the light to display its lovely color.

Me hypnotized by the totality of the situation wonders of nature.

Such pleasures that exist in a most simple yet complex design... fluid as it blossoms.

We lost in co-existence while entwined in this reality where what is most glorious has become so defiled.

The nature of our continuation villyfied and made into a foul act... 

I awakened in the lure of your attraction... a bee to nectar... a butterfly to your pistal... 

Nourishment to soothe the savage beast that roams in my sensuality.

I aoused in your passionate display.

Let me fall as rain.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

IT BEGINS LIKE THIS... A COLLAB FEATURING TARA MARIE ANTOINETTE

[IT BEGINS LIKE THIS] A COLLAB FEATURING Tara Marie Antoinette
THE MUSIC FOR THIS STORY... PLEASE LISTEN...
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL24cV6IIynrYy6FUwra5KZY7jEgwXHGAv

THE NIGHT BEFORE...
I slowly and graciously lowered myself onto him and let out a moan that came from deep within. I sat straight on my knees giving him more than enough room to tongue kiss my lips. He was a true master at using his lips and of course his tongue. That tongue was fat, round and stiff. He placed it deep inside my wetness having his top lip over my clit and his bottom lip closing in for the kill. He began to suck harder and harder causing me to moan, louder and louder. I held onto the headboard for support but he wanted more. He sucked as hard as he could cause shock waves throughout my body. I exhaled with pleasure as my wetness covered his face. I removed myself from his face and slowly lowered myself on his manhood. I just sat there not moving only slowly breathing. He traced the erotiqueness of my curves with his fingertips. I leaned in to get a taste of my nectar on his lips and he began to slowing pump my wetness. He held me tighter and began to pump faster. I broke his grip and began to match the rhythm of his pumps. I sat straight up giving him what he wanted…my wetness. I could feel him growing with every thrust but he wasn't going to let me make him come like that. He flipped me over onto my stomach, closed my legs and penetrated me hard. He had one hand rubbing my clit and the other around my neck holding me close to him. He pumped me hard, he pumped me deep. He pumped me so hard I began to moan very loudly, with every moan, he pumped harder. As he pumped he pinched my clit, whispering “are you going to squirt for daddy?” I tried to respond but nothing but moans escaped my mouth. I felt this huge warming sensation washing over me. 

THE MORNING AFTER...
I awake and I see her form under the sheets and I think of last night. How she made me feel. I reach out touch her; she moans and rolls over as the sheet falls to the side to expose one of her breasts and the fullness of one of her thighs. I am instantly aroused at the sight of her skin and I start to play with the nipple of her exposed breast and it grows firm and hard in my mouth. I lay my other hand on her stomach tracing from her stomach to the plumpness of her mound. I use one of my fingers to play with her clit as she opens her legs... a little at first and then a little wider. She reaches between my legs and grabs my hardness and I gasp. Her touch is so soft yet so strong. I wanted her even more than the first time we ever made love. I needed her so much. I kiss her from the skin of her breasts and use my tongue to lick her from the space between them to her neck. I look into her eyes as I kiss her on her mouth and she looks into mine. We kiss and hold each other as our hands find other things to do. Her’s between my legs and mine between hers. I lay her back and spread her legs and kiss her on her pretty cunt as she tries to close her legs around my head. She begs me to stop and pulls me up and kisses me again and reaches between our legs and grabs my hardness and guides it in. I grab her calves and push her legs back and stroke in and out of her wetness. I try to reach her deepest part as I lay into her with all my weight. She makes me feel so good.

I looked up at him as he looked back at me. I could still feel his hard manhood as he placed my legs on his shoulders. He began to slowly stroke and kisses me. With each stroke it felt as if he was not only going deeper but he was growing wider. Or was I just getting tighter, was I conforming to his manhood? Either way I have never felt like this before. The strokes were phenomenal and breathe taking. I felt a little pain but he would try to ease up. As I managed to get a little distance between us, he pulled out as if it was an insult. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. He pulled me so close until, I was on the edge of the bed. I looked up at him and had a look of fear upon my face. He looked at me and said, “Don’t worry baby, I got you.” And once again he penetrated me sending deep strokes, chills and shock waves throughout my body.

I look into her eyes and I can see the fear as I try to incorporate myself into her on a metaphysical level. Try to dissolve into the whole of her D.N.A. she has me that fucked up. I fight to contain myself but I can feel the pulsations of her pussy as it seems to beat like a heart, as it flutters all along the length and width of my dick.
I tell her not to worry and start to stroke again. I pull out almost to the tip of my dick and start to plunge my whole length into her and she starts to talk to me.
She begs me to beat her pussy and the sounds of my flesh slapping hers fills the room as she begs me to never stop. there is no chance of that and I suck at her breasts hard as I lean into her. I kiss her on her mouth and lean back and I feel my cum as it begins to make its way to my dick.
I tell her to beg me to cum in her pussy and she does.
"Fuck me daddy, give me that hot cum. I reach down and start to massage her clit and she goes wild. She pull me down to her and bites me in my chest and I explode in her as I feel her cum squirting out of her like magma from the heart of a volcano.
I fall away and strain to catch my breath as she shudders beside me.
I am her freak and she is mine.
THE END.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

SING YOUR SONG QUEEN EARTH

[SING YOUR SONG QUEEN EARTH]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...

http://youtu.be/zgHwyYMSK-4

SING TO ME OF THE BIRDS AND BEES IN SPRING AS WE FALL INTO THE COLDNESS OF WINTER ALONE.

MAKE ME REMEMBER THE WARMTH OF SUMMER AND THE SONG OF THE INSECTS IN THE DYING LIGHT OF A DAY PAST.

SING TO ME OF HARD TIMES AND LAUGHTER AS CHILDREN RUN AND PLAY IN THE FACE OF ALL THIS GROWNUP BULLSHIT AND PETTY SQUABBLES OVER SUCH INSIGNIFICANT THINGS THAT TO LOOK AT THEM IN RETROSPECT MAKES US SEEM SO IMMATURE.

SO MANY WHO WORSHIP THE SAME GOD AT WAR OVER IDEALS AND FOOLISH PRIDE AS THE WORLD SEEMS TOSPIN OUT OF CONTROL...

YET IT IS WE WHO SPIN IN OPPOSITION TO NATURE AND SANITY.

THE EARTH HAS FIXED HERSELF BEFORE AND SHE WILL AGAIN EVEN IF WE ARE THE CASUALTY...

ASHES SCATTERED IN HER FIERY WINDS... DEAD BODIES IN THE WATERS OF HER FLOODS... HER TEARS AS THEY WASH AWAY THE MEMORIES OF OUR WARS AND THE AWFUL RESULTS.

DISTORTED BABIES BORN FROM CHEMICALS IN THE FOOD AND DROPPED FROM DIRTY BOMBS... INJECTED INTO THE RIVERS AND STREAMS

NUCLEAR AND OTHERWISE.

HATRED FOR MY PEOPLE BECAUSE OF DARKENED SKIN AS WE THE VICTIMS HAVE BECOME THE BLAME FOR SO MANY OF SOCIETIES ILLS.

SING TO ME OF TRUE FREEDOM AS I WIPE THE STAINS OF FALSE REPRESENTATION AND TRICKNOWLEGE AWAY AND AM REBORN...

ANEW

SHOW ME THAT THANG

[SHOW ME THAT THANG] A BIG DADDY ROMP

THE MUSIC FOR THIS THANG... MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN...

http://youtu.be/v_auirHMgDk

Woman you done had me fucked up since the first time I saw you, dancing your way into the freaky fantasies that funk around in my hardcore mind.

A slow progression into the pecan of your tan as you take it off... layer after layer... making me want to suck you up like a thick milkshake through a skinny straw.

You know I like it phat and hairy even though I have never divulged that part of me to you... the pretty of your pink bekoning to the hardness of my personality.

Lay back and let me see... you fuckin with my crazy... fuckin with my hazy.

All nine inches of me straining to be released to wreck havoc on your playground... to explore your tunnel and burst into the chamber of your treasure... plunder your booty.

Send you into spasms of unrestrained ecstasy and watch you melt wetly onto the chocolate of my bar.

Put your legs in the air and show me the pretty of your pink... the big of your clit.

There are times when its cool to be coy but this is not one of them... my daddy told me once there are two things you never lie about... one is pussy and the other is your dick... I want you to buck that thang up.

Thats how we say it down south... Woman I'm a freak.

Show me that thang.

Imma tear it up.

TAILSPINS

[TAILSPINS]

THE MUSIC AND THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO IT SO MAKE SURE THAT YOU LISTEN...

http://youtu.be/itk_w-8yfLA

You send me into tailspins... falling and flipping onto your planet.

Shattering into sharded pieces.

Lost in the luminisity of why you were placed in the diaspora of man...

See, I can touch the past when I look at you...

Dwell in the present of alll this bullshit... See the future.

Walk into the light of the sun and replenish my strength... Become the son.

Standing with arms raised as the rays and I become...

A mathematical equation in the formula of pi...

Warmth on a distant world...

Lyrical perfection as defined by a school of alien thought.

You send me into tailspins...

Blinding flashes of rationality and sparks of sanity spinning in slow motion off into the depths of wondering.

Nubian visions of what we have become on a planet of plenty as all the while we make more things to have and to hold...

To behold.

Listen... when the last man and woman standing in this dimension look to the stars and the planets our love shall still stand strong.

I having told my sons of your place in the grand of the scheme...

You the black queen...

Sending me falling in tailspins to the surface of our collective soul.

JERALDHAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

CREAM

[CREAM]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS MIND FREAK...

http://youtu.be/70zgzHqP4Wo

Such a sweet dream of lingering in your cream...

Of lying in the tones of your skin..

Drifting into the core of you.

Where others see only the nakedness I see the artwork of creation revealed...

Layered and unique, making me want to lose myself in memories of you when the night is cold...

When the day has been a constant struggle.

Visions of you dancing across mine eyes when I sleep...

Awake from a wet dream and try to hold on to your image... the whisper of your spore...

I feel you in the beats of my heart... the rotations of this earth... day and night.

A sip of the essence of all that your are...

Revelations of the Alpha and Omega scribed into the scroll of our beginning...

Written in the tablets of our end...

Electronic hieroglyphics to be translated by a future archeologist in the year 3115.

A push past the liquidity of your lily lips and a thrust into your womb...

A satisfied sigh and the release...

Such a sweet dream of you lingering in my cream.

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy