[ELECTROSEXUALLY]

[ELECTROSEXUALLY]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS CYBERSEXUAL JAUNT...
http://youtu.be/352n1E-MKEo

You have the most amazing ability to excite me electronically.
A most beautiful representation on a cyber screen... Dancing undulatingly into the sexualty of my freaky psyche.
Dripping into the karma of my sutra thicky as honey dribbled on buttermilk biscuits.
Thickly like cold cane syrup...
Chocolate on an African tongue in the dark of a den of love where sweat tesifies to the frantic need to feed.
The need to release.
Hips that jut into the sensuality of my want... My energetically.
Fractured pieces of me which I rain on the mounds of you thickly. 
Covering you fluidly in the cream of my passionality... Words cease to have defined meaning as flesh seems to become the reason...
I hope you caught that cause I am in the perimeter and the center as I drift lost in the hue of nubiality.
Explicitly trapped in a state of juxtaposion as you have become the transition... An image on my computer screen so thickly displayed.
Cybersexually funked into the freaky of my horney... Show me just a bit more... Pull that fabric to the side. 
Ahhh That skin so pliant to the song that I sing in hushed tones... touch it for me.
Thats not a question or a plea it is what you will do for me.
You have the most amazing ability to excite me electronically.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{PHAT KAT}

{PHAT KAT}
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ROMP... MMM MMM MMM.
http://youtu.be/iTEN117X9rc

DAMN GIRL! 
How you get that kat so phat?
Got me drooling in my brain pan... 
Insane in the grey of my membranes.
Spread and let me see that kat as it pushes against the fabric.
Damn girl that punani so phat.
Got my tongue hard.
Pole on swole.
Be my dirty dancer and make it wink for me... bend it over and let that kat hang in my demented dreams.
See I say the things that other men are afraid to say... let me in so I can play in that phat kat.
Ride it like a gorilla on a rampage in the heart of the jungle.
Beat it like a drummer at a battle of the bands to a standing ovation and screams of "FUCK IT DADDY!"
Wet sheets and crumpled panties laying on the floor as I fuck the bed up.
Pay special attention to the phat lotus blossom of that kat... lips on swole from the width and length of my natural ridges.
Veins and skin as I push it in and try to wreck the walls of your womb.
Make that kat purr in obvious releif as you release all up and down the hardness of me.
Fall on your face trembling and sighing as we bust shots... 21 gun salutes orgasmically.
DAMN GIRL! 
How you get that kat so phat?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[NO DISRESPECT INTENDED]

[NO DISRESPECT INTENDED]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. YOU BETTER LISTEN ...
http://youtu.be/6Ogp6I4D4-c

I really dont mean any disrespect but somedays I wake up with big ass all on my mind.
I dont mean no regular ass, I'm talkin bout some a dat pure dee downright oooo lawd big ol ass that jiggles whether its in jeans or a skirt.
Not ass but BIG ASS ASS.
Some of that ass so phat you can see it from the front or the back... some ah dat bend it over ass that you want to hit from the back and hold and watch ripple.
Spank and drip sweat all over.
Ass that will cause an instant erection in the most embarrassing situation... what did that preacher say?
Mopping sweat with the A.C. on 12 below.
I dont feel its a sin to look cause if I was'nt suppossed to look dat ass would'nt be made like that.
All big and juicy bout to jump out of dat skin that holds dat ass in... got me so fucked up in the ass recepting part of my brain.
If that ass was musix it would be bass as it thumped down in the trunk... funk, funk, funk and thump, thump, thump, thump all over them cheeks in a most salicious moment.
Lewd dan a motherfucker as dat ass became my sounding board... slap, slap, slap and splat splat, splat.
Damn woman dat ass is just so damn phat in the sub of my concious.
No disrespect intended.

jerald hamzah faruq murphy

[ALL LAID OUT] PANORAMICALLY UNIQUE

[ALL LAID OUT] PANORAMICALLY UNIQUE
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE. AHHHH... YOU BETTER LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/Truum4LR3U0

To lay you down and cause you to display your liquidity as it glistens so succulently...
Drops of fluid that taste so sweet as I lick at the heart of your matter...
Woman you can cum on my chin.
A moment as I peruse this moment... thighs in the air, toes pointed to the sky.
To feel your fingers as they graze the swollen length of my pole... rub at the base and stroke...
A sharp intake of breath as I push you back and rub your clit with my engorged head... spank it and rub it between your lips.
Push it in as you beg me to take it easy while spreading your legs even wider to accept the width... cry out as I take your nipple in my mouth and hold you down.
Pull at your hair and try to reach your fallopian tubes...
From the front... from the back.
Sideways and reverse cowgirl shinng on the hardness of my dick as we give it all we got as I beat my way into the primitive of your nature and stroke you right past the present and into the future.
All that thickness laid out before me in full panoramix 3d... 
We need to tape this and sell it on bootleg, some of that hood amateur skeet, skeet, skeet wet the sheets digital porno as it floods the streets.
You got that good good that will make a man lose it prematurely if he is not careful... so hard to contain... so hard to maintain.
All laid out before me.
 Panoramically unique.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

SPEAK] WE SO SWEPT UP IN THE TALES OF OUR INFAMY

[SPEAK] WE SO SWEPT UP IN THE TALES OF OUR INFAMY
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SAD STORY...
http://youtu.be/yCgnjmD2l98


Here we are my people lost in the tale of our infamy... what we have become as the world we live in spins out of its orbit and falls away into the coldness of space.
We the children of Africa lost in the state of non-recognition where our story is but a lie told time and time again.
Fed to babies in the bottles that we give them to live, drawn on chalkboards in classrooms where even the rat is white.
Scientifically and psychologically raped and impregnated with ignorance and fucked up philosophies.
Our condition so orchestrated that we cannot see between the notes of the song as it plays on the radio...
Strains of Allah seeking to wake us from the deepest of sleep that we have fallen into...
A stone placed at the mouth of the cave where we dwell in the darkness with closed minds and ambivalent attitudes...
Illusions of owning it all materially playing in dreams on subconcious screens where all we are are pawns on the playing field.
What was once an oak tree has now become bricks where our voice is silenced and we are shunned as we rot in a white mans prison... swing in the proverbial breeze...
All the while thinking we are free when all we are is they.
Law of the land that does not include we.
Falling to the ground like dead leaves as the winter approaches and white snow covers the whole...
So cold.
White snow...
As here we stand lost in our own story...
Infamously.

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

[IN DEPTH DESCRIPTION]

[IN DEPTH DESCRIPTION]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...

http://youtu.be/CCiIdMTAzxk

If twenty million aliens landed on my street I dont think they would have the groundshaking impact of you.

While all the N.A.S.A. and government agents ran around in airproof suits I would still be trembling from your contact.

Woman you are indeed the antithesis, playing around in my psyche...

Freedom pitted against slavery... life against death.

My dark and my light.

See, in you I have the ability to split these words down to a nucleic level... rotate them spherically in anatomical descriptions of the magnificence of your appearance pon my optical receptors.

Spin you 360 and make known your presence.

Spin you 360 and make you see the royalness of your chocolate reflection.

All the lily white lies of the past uncovered and exposed in the depth of your charge as particulates spray into the air and disperse.

Burn away in the ionosphere of your heat and become the rain which washes whole nations and frees whole societies.

I the astronaut cosmically drifting in the winds of you as you go supernova and blast me along at hypersonic speeds.

In you am I remade again and again in the image of all that man is, was and will ever be.

I stand here woman frozen in awe...

Suspended in the radiance of your melanin meditatively.

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

[TOP FREAK]

[TOP FREAK]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SAVAGE ROMP...
http://youtu.be/PFH_5u2C1mc

I am the worlds top freak.
I mean that in a totally heterosexual way.
I like it when we do it rough.
Booty bouncing... titties in my mouth.
You all pushed up in the corner hollering as I beat that punani up.
Wet thighs and sweat on your titties.
The worlds top freak as I pound you from behind on the side of the car.
Cars speeding by... I want them to see me drop this weight.... all up in your walls.
Me man!!!
You woman!!!
In the parking lot of the mall with your legs pushed all the way back as I swell the opening of your womb...
Big dick all up in your belly.
The worlds top freak as we do it on the floor with the curtains open... as I stand and you suck on big daddies swollen pole...standing at attention.
On the back porch... at the restaraunt as I reach under your skirt and rub that clit... I hear the sharp intake of air across your lips.
Let me tie you up and surprise you...bring you to a mind shattering orgasm.
Woman you belong to me...
The worlds top heterosexual freak.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY