OLD MAN [YEP] AN EROTIC ROMP

OLD MAN [YEP]

THE MUSIC...

THE MUSIC FOR THIS ROMP

DAMN GIRL YOU IS PRETTY AS A FLOWER IN A SUNLITE MEADOW.

YOU GOT MY SEXY WOMAN IS IN MY PERIMETER METER BOUT TO BLOW A DAMN FUSE.

I SMELLED YOU AS SOON AS YOU DOTTED THE DOE...I DOTTED THE DOE.

THATS SOME OF THAT SOUTHERN SEXUAL FUNK STRAIGHT FROM THE F.L.A.

I LIKE THAT MAKEUP BUT I WILL FUCK IT RIGHT OFF YO FACE...

DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD?

YEP.

THATS WHAT ITS BOUT.

IF AN ALIEN FROM ALPHA CENTARI WAS RIGHT HERE RIGHT ABOUT NOW HE WOULD AGREE WITH ME.

AS WE LOOKED AT THE BOOTY.

OLD ALIEN A PROBABLY LOOK AT ME AND SAY "THATS THE FINEST SISTER I HAVE SEEN IN THREE GALAXIES. YOUR PLANET IS INDEED BOUNTIOUSLY BLESSED."

BUT BACK TO YOU YOU CUTE CHOCOLATE BROWN EYED QUEEN.

YOU GOT MY POLE ON SWOLE.

DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD?

DAMN GIRL YOU DONE BLOWED MY MIND.

YEP.

[ YO LIPS]

THE MUSIC...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGZ-fSRHizs

DEDICATED TO TAWONDA THOMAS

YESTERDAY I ASKED READERS WHO WANTED A DEDICATION TO SEND ME A HIGH QUALITY PHOTO OF THEMSELVES. I KNEW SOMEBODY WAS GOING TO DO IT...YOU KNOW TRY ME. SO I WAS READY. AND ALONG COMES TAWONDA THOMAS WITH THIS PICTURE...http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1929264195091&set=a.1784163247658.101477.1346800888&theater

AND HERE IS MY PIECE ...

[ YO LIPS]

THOSE LIPS THAT GLISTEN... RADIANTLY GLEAMING IN PHOSPHORESCENT SPLENDOR SEEM TO CALL OUT TO ME...SHINING IN ALL THEIR SCRUMPTIOUS FLUIDITY.

GOT ME LOST IN A WHIRLPOOL OF PORNOGRAPHIC THOUGHTS OF A RATHER GRAPHIC NATURE...TRYING TO CONTROL MY PEN...THIS BEAST...SO I DONT GET ANOTHER WARNING FROM FACEBOOK.

A MIGHTY LYRICAL GUERILLA OPERATING WITH HANDS BOUND.

BUT BACK TO THOSE PUFFY POUTING LIPS THAT SEEM TO BEG FOR STRANGE THINGS TO TRANSPIRE IN A DARKENED ROOM.

SILKY SKIN AND QUARTS OF COCO BUTTER...SIGHS OF UNRESTRAINED RELEASE.

EXPLOSIONS OF UNCONSTRAINED SENSUALITY...A VIRTUAL TSUNAMI THAT WASHES ASHORE AND FLOODS THE SHIFTING SANDS...SOAKING THE DRY MEMBRANES OF MENS MINDS.

VIRTUALLY GRANTING CYBERNETIC FANTASIES...FLOWING ON YO LIPS. 

[ SUCH]

[ SUCH]
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO Renee' MiChelle...

THIS IS THE MUSIC. IT JUST FITS TO ME...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tB8kyb7x3X0



SUCH ASTRONOMICAL ASPIRATIONS OF ATMOSPHERIC PROPORTIONS...SUCH BEAUTIFUL WOMEN THAT GRACE THE ROADS OF THIS CREATION.

SUCH STRONG EMOTIONS OF A SEEMINGLY SIMPLISTICLY SIMPLE NATURE AS DAY BECOMES NIGHT...SUCH TUMULTUOUS TIDES WASHING ACROSS A HUMAN DIASPORA...AFRICAN ROOTS.

SUCH ARE THESE LIVES...THIS EXISTENCE...SUCH BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS ON A DOGWOOD TREE.

SUCH A MENAGE OF IMAGES THAT GRACE THE SENSES OF SUCH ELEGANT CREATIONS...SUCH SUPREME NOTIONS OF SUPERIORITY WHILE ALL IS SO EASY TO OVERLOOK.

SUCH POSITIVE VIBRATIONS THAT EMANATE ON SOLAR WINDS THAT FILTER THROUGH THE LAYERS OF STRATOSPHERE...SUCH VICIOUS CYCLES ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE.

SUCH. 

[FLIPPING IDIOT.] AN EROTIC ROMP

[FLIPPING IDIOT.]

the model in this photo is kisha denae...
THE MUSIC EXPLAINS IT ALL...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwkTb_tZXag



CAN I INDULGE IN A WEE SPOT OH LECHERY WITH YE?

A LITTLE TETE A TETE.

COME AND SIT UPON ME KNEE YE...EHH?

SUCH A GORGEOUS PIECE A WOMANHOOD YE ARE.

A SCRUMPDELICIOUS ADDITION TO A MANS DIET ARE THEE.

FLIP...

AND I LOOKED UP AND BEHOLD YOU STOOD IN MY ATMOSPHERE AND MY WHOLE CONSCIOUSNESS WAS CONSUMED IN THE LIGHT OF YOUR AURA.

SO LOVELY THAT I ALMOST FELL TO ONE KNEE...BEQUEATHING MY SOUL TO THEE.

AND LO...IT SEEMED THAT YOU HEARD MY VOICE AS I REACHED OUT TO THEE.

SUBAUDIBLE BASS THAT TOUCHED THE MUSCLES OF YOUR HEART AND CAUSED IT TO PULSATE IN RESPONSE.

FLIP...

GIRL COME ON OVER HERE WIT YO FINE ASS SELF AND TALK TO DADDY. ..

LET ME WHISPER IN YOUR EAR...AHHH GIRL.

SOME SWEET OL THANGS THAT A MAKE YOU DROP DEM PANTIES.

COME AND LET ME DROP SOME OF THIS HEROIC VERSE ON YOU AS I SPEND THE REST OF MY DAYS LOST IN THE CLUTCHES OF YOUR CHOCOLATE DIVINITY.

FLIPPED OUT...

EVERY SINCE I WAS A WEE LITTLE LAD I HAVE BEEN FASCINATED BY MONKEYS...

HAIRY ONES...BALD ONES...AND OH YES THE PHAT ONES...

I LIKE TO PLAY WITH MONKEYS...PET MONKEYS...

I HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO KISS A MONKEY...OR TWO.

I THINK THAT THE BEST THING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD IS TO GO TO SLEEP NEXT TO A SATISFIED MONKEY...

INDEED.

. 

THE LION OF ALLAH

THE LION OF ALLAH by Hamzah LyricalGuerilla Faruq 



THE MUSIC

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhmgBrrPRgg



THE SPRING BREEZE THAT CARRIES ME FINDS ME IN A CONTEMPLATIVE STATE...IN THIS THE 45TH YEAR OF MY BEING IN THIS FORM...ALL THIS TIME BUT A FRACTION OF THE EXISTENCE OF ALLAH...

WHERE MEN HAVE BEEN ENSLAVED... BEEN SLAVED ALL FOR A PIECE OF WHATEVER PIE EXISTS IN THE FRAME THAT THEY LIVE IN...

SO MANY LEVELS TO HUMAN DECIET...SO MANY LEVELS TO THE DEPTHS THAT MEN SINK TO...SO MANY LEVELS TO THE HEIGHTS THAT MEN RISE TO...VICTIMS TO THE WANT OF BEING FREE...

A DAY TO ALLAH IS ONE THOUSAND YEARS...AS I LINGER IN HIS PRESENCE AND TRY TO LEAVE THIS MESSAGE THAT HE SENT ME TO GIVE...

SOME OF THAT SOLID ROCK SPIRITUALITY...A DIAMOND IN A FIELD OF WORTHLESS STONES...LIGHT THAT REFLECTS OFF THE SURFACE OF THE SUN...

IF JESUS KNOCKED ON YOUR DOOR TODAY WOULD YOU RECOGNIZE HIM...CAUSE HE AINT GONNA HAVE A HALO...ANOTHER MAN MADE SYMBOL OF DIVINITY TO MISLEAD THE SHEEP...

PICTURES THAT HANG IN HALLOWED HALLS OF MISINFORMATION...WHERE THE MAN WHO STANDS HIGH IS KEEPING THE BIGGEST SECRETS...MASONIC POSES AND WHITE ROSES FOR THE STARS...IF YOU DONT KNOW WHAT I MEAN YOU ARE ALREADY FOOD FOR THE WOLF...

AND I FIND MYSELF AT THE BIRTH OF A WHOLE NEW SEASON...THE SPRING BREEZE THAT CARRIES ME FINDS ME IN A CONTEMPLATIVE STATE... 

[RUNNING INTO LONELINESS]

[RUNNING INTO LONELINESS]
THE MUSIC...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyjG_Y7zgvo


I HAVE SOUGHT LOVE ACROSS THIS PLANET THAT WE INHABIT...THROUGH THE DARKNESS AND THE PAIN...

AS SO MANY WALKED AROUND HAPPY... EMBRACES AND KISSES IN THE LIGHT OF THE SUN THAT TOUCHES ALL OF US...

I HAVE STOOD ALL ALONE...AS THE WIND BLEW AND WRAPPED ITSELF AROUND...SCENT OF YOU IN THE AIR.

I LOOK INTO THE EMPTINESS AND ASK QUESTIONS OF YOU...WHY DO YOU SEEM TO ELUDE ME???

HIDING IN FORESTS OF GNARLED TREES...SO HARD FOR I TO PENETRATE INTO YOUR LAIR...

THIS SWORD THAT I CARRY SEEMS SO DULL AS I CUT AT THE BRANCHES...SO EASY TO ATTACK THE THINGS THAT ARE RIGHT IN MY FACE...

HATE AND IGNORANCE FALL AWAY BEFORE THE FYAH OF THIS SOLDIER...THE WALLS OF ANGER TOPPLE TO THE GROUND...

BRICKS THAT TURN INTO THE DUST FROM WHENCE THEY ORIGINATED...WHOLE CITIES FREED FROM THE CONTROL OF ERRANT EMOTIONS...

THEY SAY THAT YOU FLOAT ON THE WIND BUT I HAVE YET TO SEE YOU...WHAT A GLORIOUS SIGHT THAT MUST BE...

AS I WALK ACROSS THE SANDS OF THE DESERT OF MY WANTING...WHERE THE LAND FALLS AWAY AT THE POINT OF HORIZON...

MELTING INTO THE DEPTHS OF MY SPACE THAT FILLS THE CAVERNS OF MY SOUL...PLANETS AND CONSTELLATIONS THAT WHIRL IN CONTRAST TO MY THOUGHTS...

I HAVE TRAVELED HIGH AND LOW...ACROSS OCEANS AND SEAS... I HAVE FLOWN THROUGH THE AIR...

I KEEP RUNNING INTO THE ARMS OF BEING ALONE WHILE IN SEARCH OF YOUR COMFORT...WHERE I MAY FIND PEACE FROM THE RAVAGES OF WAR. 

PUSH THE BUTTON ALL YOU WANT. [ODE TO ALL THE SNITCHES]

PUSH THE BUTTON ALL YOU WANT. [ODE TO ALL THE SNITCHES]
ZULU MUSIC, BETTA LISTEN..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k27LiD3YDZ4

YOU WANT TO SHUT ME UP YOU GOTTA DO MORE THAN PUSH THE REPORT TO FACEBOOK BUTTON.

IT AINT GONNA BE THAT EASY TO GET RID OF ME.

I AM THE PROGENY OF KINGS AND QUEENS IN ANOTHER TIMELINE...WHERE MY PEOPLE RULED IN ABSOLUTE SPLENDOR.

PYRAMIDS AND HYROGLYPHS THAT ALLUDE TO THE TRUE POWER OF MAN.

A TIME WHEN ALLAH SENT MESSENGERS TO THE MEN THAT HE WANTED TO HEAR HIS WORDS.

BABIES BORN TO BE THE PROPHETS IN HOLY BOOKS THAT BECAME DISTORTED IN THE TELLING.

I AM THE SEED THAT GREW IN THE BODIES OF ZULU AND ASHANTI WARRIORS WHO FOUGHT AGAINST THE ENCROACHMENT OF WOULD BE CONQUERERS.

CHANTS THAT FLOATED ON THE AFRICAN BREEZE AND CAUSED WHOLE NATIONS TO RISE.

I AM THE END RESULT OF CHAINS AND WHIPS...OILY SMOKE THAT DRIFTED FROM BURNING BODIES.

HOUSE NIGGERS WHO SAID MASSA... FIELD NIGGERS WHO WANTED HIM TO DIE.

A BODY ON A TREE COVERED WITH FLIES AND MAGGOTS...A MOTHER WHO CRIED AS THE BODY WAS CUT DOWN.

I AM THE CHILD WHO WAS BORN IN A WOODEN HOUSE IN GEORGIA...AN INSIGNIFIGANT LITTLE BLACK SPECK.

RAISED ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS.

THE SMELL OF HOGS AND GLUE THAT WAS BREWED IN A FACTORY THAT POURED ITS FOUL SMELLING SMOKE ON THE HOMES OF MY FAMILY.

FROM KINGS AND QUEENS TO NIGGERS AND HOES.

YOU WANT TO SHUT ME UP YOU GOTTA DO MORE THAN PUSH THE REPORT TO FACEBOOK BUTTON.

IT AINT GONNA BE THAT EASY TO GET RID OF ME.