[WALKING IN SLEEPY SLUMBER] A ONE WORD TOPIC CHOSEN BY Noma Kofi BaahTHE WORD WAS OBSESSION

[WALKING IN  SLEEPY SLUMBER] A ONE WORD TOPIC CHOSEN BY Noma Kofi BaahTHE WORD WAS OBSESSION
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SCRIBE...
http://youtu.be/NHkp0niYqLA

Every day a child somewhere wakes up in a ghetto and wishes he could be somewhere else... all these places he hears of where children are free... castles built on the uncertain solidity of shifting sand.
Collapsing into particles of thought that become the silica of our being... hardened like glass... these fragile lives.
Surrounded by the music of these decisions.
Living seems to have become the obsession as so many seek of fountains of youth under the doctors knife and in bottles of medicine that come in unmarked packages.
So many die in ignorant ways while trying to portray an image... False idols and distorted ideals.
Lies told to keep humanity at each others throat... war and desolation on city streets in the heart of democracies where babies are born into poverty.
A smokescreen of insurmountable proportions as the rich control the poor and grow fat and full of the meat of lambs who call themselves flock, the shepherd has become the beast... skin of sheep... heart of the wolf.
Fat cats and hypocrites... bloodsuckers and parisites feeding the obsessions of fattened calves.
Sleepwalking while awake in the ghettos of Babylon.


jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

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THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE AND ITS SUPPOSED TO START THIS WAY... KEEP LISTINING...
http://youtu.be/tts0xCxh8KE


A star hanging in the endless void of space where life surely flourishes on other planets... a ponder to wonder if they think as we.
Endless war and needless death at the hands of supposedly sentiant beings... man so caught up in his ways that he can't see past it.
A hand waved in the dark is still there as you see when it slaps you in the mouth... it hurts just as much.
A ride on the surface of a world as it spins out of control with man as the captain... dead ass drunk with his power.
Burnt embers as the comet of realization strikes the surface with the force of 1,000 nuclear bombs over Hiroshima... shock and awe as waged in the streets of Bagdad.
Poppy fields in Afghanistan where U.S. troops load the planes.
Governments that rape and pillage the weak as endorsed by the church, the temple and the masjid... got to tell the truth, got to show and prove.
Standing under the mantle of the universe on a starlit night on a mass of land staring off into outer space... where all we are is a big blue marble through the eyes of a telescope to an alien scientist.
So much potential controlled by so few as this rock spins round and round a star... reflecting off into space.
The absurdity of the situation still stands... how would man relate to an alien when he can't relate to man.
The stars, the stars, pressing down... pressing down.
The stars, the stars, lifting we up and away.




jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

PHAT PUSSY VISIONZ

THE MUSIC FOR THIS POUND...

http://youtu.be/3QKpvGRJ6lM

ALL UP IN MY MIND...LOST IN THOUGHTS OF YOU...PHAT PUSSY VISIONZ...ALL PINK WET AND PRETTY.

AS LOVELY AS A ROSE ON A PRETTY SPRING DAY...AS IT SPREADS ITS PETALS TO RECEIVE  THE SUN...SON???

AS I LICK AT YOUR CLIT AND MAKE IT SWELL...SUCK IT BACK AND FORTH...CUM ON MY TOUNGE...CUM ALL OVER MY FACE.

I SEE YOU ON YOUR KNEES ON THE SIDE OF THE BED...LOOKING AT MY DICK...STROKING IT IN YOUR  MIND AND HANDS...SUCKING TILL MOAN YOUR NAME.

I GROW SO DAMN HARD...LOST IN THOUGHTS OF YOU.

LEGS PUSHED BACK TILL THEY TOUCH THE BED WITH ME STANDING UP IN THAT CUNT...RAMMING MY DICK INTO THE SLIPPERY DEPTHS OF YOU RECEPTIVE WOMB.

CRYING OUT IN PAIN...BEFORE YOU ERUPT IN RAPTURE...LITTLE FAIRIES AND STARS DANCE IN YOUR HEAD.

PULSATING AND BEATING LIKE A MARCHING BAND AS I STROKE THAT PUSSY WITH MY SOAKING HAND.

I WAKE UP IN A HAZE...LOST IN THOUGHTS OF YOU

NUDE NUBIAN EROTIC COUPLES

{COME ON}

{COME ON}

the music for this piece...

http://youtu.be/75W29pWW044

Come take a stroll with me down a street where no light seems to penetrate the day fully... a day in the heart of the ghetto where things can take a wrong turn real quick.

Babies thats done seen to much and mommas whose eyes gleam everytime a car with big rims goes by... another dope boy spinnin rims on his way to prison.

Candy apple paint jobs... clownin around while the true state of living is right around the corner.

A child sitting in a window dreaming of a way out while idiocracy plays on the screen of the t.v... a stage full of confusion and disillusion. 

Cause when the police come they take cash, jewelry, drugs and all... entered into evidence.

A thug in prison is just another nigger down... property of the beast walking around in his belly... such sweet meat... as the system chews and swallows.

As the world turns these are our lives...we are bold and beautiful.

Stories and soap opera dreams of love and relationships... po people with false ideas of what is truth.

A diamond don't make a woman your wife.

Just cause his shoes cost a hundred dollars he is not a rich man.

In all probabilty it just makes her a little more vain and him broke as hell. 

Riding in comfort while renting someone elses house... the Amerikkkan dream dont reside on this street where we stroll in the darkest of light.

[KINKY KINK] FEATURING CHERYL SUBLIMEPOETESS FAISON

Kinky
THE MUSIC FOR THIS EROTIC VIBE... AS ALWAYS YOU BETTA LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/gW6ob6HFJ3A


~Sublime Poetess 
Your ink toys me like a sexual slinky
So here’s my proposition, to you
I wanna get freaky, crazy, kinky
Let you wax me from head to too
Let you comb my bikini line fro
Lather me with your masculine shampoo
All while my lips rinse and condition you
In that manly spot that grows thick as an oak
I wanna lick, suck, taste, swallow till I choke
I want us to get sweaty, salty all over 
Ride you like an all terrain vehicle 
Your rough, high speed land rover
Wanna taste juicy sap pouring from your nut tree
I want you to get funky, crazy, kinky with me
I will be your freak from bottom to top
We make our own ass booming hip hop
Let’s make a sex tape, show ‘em how it’s done
No need to be jealous, don’t matter 
Can’t no other get this babe, you the only one
Let’s get down and dirty, kinky in the sheets 
Bang the bed down to the freaking floor
Come on fuck me Papi like a lyrical whore
Poetically ride me, get inside me, vibe 24/7
We get so kinky they hear the screams in heaven
You’re my lyrical vibration, my mental sensation
You speak a lusty language that goes so deep 
I literally masturbate to dreams of you in my sleep
When I feel your cheek and skin against my anatomy
I crave to taste your seed, pledge allegiance to thee
Something about the way you put words into foreplay
It makes me wanna fuck you all night and all day
Release some sexual tension, alleviate some frustration
I just need to get kinky with your lyrical sensation
Come now Papi thrust between these thighs
Give me that funky fresh kinky love ‘til sunrise


J
Your ink stirs in my veins... a sexual system shock.
I hear the things that you say as I look into your folds and crevices...
I want to bring your freak surging to the forefront... such a pretty little kitty as you crawl on those pretty little knees.
I know some men don't like it but I love that hair that grows on your fruity plains.
The pucker of you lips... both sets.
I want to merge our pheromones... flower the room with our harmonic scent.
Your lips so silky and soft as I grab the back of your head... pull you in.
Beat at all you know or ever thought as I drive into the mansions of your mind... get out and walk through the doors.
A hip hop vixen all over the screen as your ass jiggles and bounces... you like it when I call you dirty little names don't you.
My pen writes it manuscript all over the sexuality of this soliloquy.
I want to pollinate you and spread my seed... all over your ass cheeks.
I want to fuck you to sleep... a moment after we watch the sunrise erupt like a nut.
Bust it open and turn you out.
I want you to funk me out with your manipulations as I fuck up your mind, body and soul.
Till sunrise... till sunrise.

THICK ME