{TWENTY ONE GUNS} EROTIC NUT BUSTA

{TWENTY ONE GUNS}

THE SOUND AS I PAY HONOR TO THINE JUICY...

http://youtu.be/7hxA1DLu7Jk

Can I suck your juicy from the back as it hangs like succulent fruit from a brown bark tree.

Black on your head the leaves as you thrash and moan.

Let me lick my way into the pink heart of you and flick at the tip of your spurtongue.

Push that pussy down and take it from the back with your legs splayed out on the bed.

Some of that lioness presentation type shit... some a dat make that pussy pulse and that make yo belly quiver pure mad warrior beat down...

Send your heart soaring in euphoria type shit.

I want to taste the drops of you... Play in your rains... Scramble your brains.

Give a twenty one gun salute in honor of your punani. Pow... Pow... Pow.

You having the ability to drive me to the edge of insanity, touch me and pull me back. 

I pulling out and kissing that pussy cause its so good that I want it to know how I feel...

Come here pussy as I stroke it and give it a name...

Plant a flag and tend its crops.

Go to war if anyone threatens its territories... Guerilla in the mist as I spray bullets and chop off heads...

A twenty one gun salute... A splack... A splack... A splack.

Listen to it all squishy as it farts and pulses... I swear that pussy be snapping.

Throw that thang to Big Daddy baby... Put a arch in that back.

I slapping them ass cheeks like the skin on an African drum.

That juicy got me all in the depths of space where we fall from in flaming freefall to the surface of the earth...

You the wet drops pon me as I buss twenty one gun salute in your honor and come to rest...

That juicy...

That juicy...

That juicy.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{PHAT CAT SOLILOQUY}
THE MUSIC FOR THIS WILD RIDE THROUGH THE URBAN JUNGLE WHENCE WE ROAM...
http://youtu.be/1qx2rxjTIvI

Tell me baby... How yo cat get so phat?
Did you rub it till it puffed up like that?
Play with your clit till it poked out and grew hard, sprayed out and soaked your panties pulled to the side.
Was it because someone licked it and sucked it as you moaned and thrashed back and forth, did he make it swollen and puffy?
Damn... I wanna know how your pussy got so damned phat.
Was it caused by the incredible pressure exerted when somebody beat down in it, when you on bended knees felt the head of a man push in and find its way to the back of your womb?
Tell me... I promise I won't be jealous, if I see him I might thank him for this most beautiful gift.
This phat punani as it dangles between your legs... Your phat juicy pussy meat.
I all phucked up in the glorious heights of this most beautiful view.
 I so wanting to throw you down and take you roughly... Lick it and slurp it... Suck it and pull it with my lips.
Slap it with the heavy head of my thick dick as it cums splattering drops and running down your taint into the crevice of your ass cheeks...
Talk dirty to that pussy...
Spank that pussy...
Slow grind that pussy all the way to the back walls...
Lay in that pussy till I fall asleep in it...
Wake up and fuck it on my way out the door...
Make it throb every time you sit down.
Make it my pussy cause it satisfies my hunger like no other can... All that pretty pink and brown flower with such delicate petals.
Make you feel every inch of me... The pure and unadulterated depth of me as I sink into your salty seas.
As I pull out and drive in... Rub that clit with the head and make you scream... "Damn Big Daddy, What You Doin to Me"
Be the Lion that manipulates the Lioness and brings her forth roaring from the bottom of your lungs.
Let me play with yo phat cat.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{THE SAD REALITY OF MOTHER VS CHILD}
THE TRACK THAT ACCOMPANIES HER SAD SONG...
http://youtu.be/g04xGlXO8Ho

And the earth she cried because of her children... They born of her soil and placed in a garden of wealth hurtling through space.
They killing creations and causing general turmoil... She heaved and sighed and her wind raced as tornado, as raging storm...
Her children ignoring her cries and falling victim to her retribution continued to beat her down... to rape her incestuously.
They aspiring to reach the stars lived as primitives when they could have been futuristic... Hate based on such petty things.
 They who could have lived as gods made gods of inanimate things, gold, jewelry and the clothes they wore...
The houses that they built and the cars they drove.
They weak in their fragile minds made some men kings and others men of men of false religions...
The earth, she begged them to hear and it fell on deaf ears they beyond the point of listening...
Sun and earths children suffered the consequences of their actions and inactions.
Fools living the lure of tradition and fitting in.
They having forgotten how to speak the language of the stars and the celestial objects... They unable to communicate with the dolphins.
The sun beamed hotter and the polar caps melted, fresh water becoming salty tears that threatened to wash over the land...
The air grew ever more toxic, the children becoming asthmatic, wheezing and coughing.
The children so materialistic forgot the teachings of the elders...
The wisdom of the sages.
The blue skies turned grey and the water tainted ran down the mothers body.
Her children making war with each other bled on her as the trees stood by and watched them silently.
And the earth she cried for she knew that to survive she must kill her unruly children...
Absorb them back into her body...
They heeded her not so lost were they.
They born of her womb had become the bad seed...
They on her ground lay rotten.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{MOTHERFUCKER}
THE SOUND OF THE MOTHERFUCKING STORY...
http://youtu.be/lLib-XZfDxw

Motherfuckers own land...
Motherfuckers own corporations...
Motherfuckers control the government...
Motherfuckers own people...
Motherfuckers cause great suffering.
Motherfuckers are feared by the general public cause they will bend you over and butt fuck you with no vaseline...
Motherfuckers sitting on a jury of a mans peers will rob him of justice as he lays full of bullets...
Motherfuckers will watch him bleed to dead and die...
Motherfuckers will lie.
Motherfuckers will steal from the collection plate and drive big cars...
Motherfuckers ain't shit...
Motherfuckers charge you to save your life as you pay the taxes that gave them an education
Motherfuckers will send you to die in wars as you are treated second class...
Motherfuckers don't care...
Motherfuckers bring in the drugs and guns and when they catch you with them they call it crime...
Motherfuckers act like your friends and fuck your wife...
Motherfuckers can't be trusted not an inch...
motherfuckers will fuck you in your face... Open your mouth...
Motherfuckers is rich and motherfuckers is po...
Motherfuckers come in all sorts a shapes and sizes...
Motherfuckers is wicked and vile...
Motherfuckers can kiss my motherfucking ass...
Motherfuckers.

[NAKED AND RAW]
THE SOUND LOOPED AND SKINT BACK...
http://youtu.be/_NSTDuEJPlc

And the Massive weight of all these things presses down pon my soul..
What I'm gonna tell the babies?
And I don't wanna go to sleep... I don't wanna wake up...
Open up my eyes and see this shit again.
People walking round trying to look like they see... Such a false reality as they hold to the little precious scraps they have acquired...
All shall return to the dust from whence it came and I be...
I be trying to drop the preponderance of the situation as it stands... The awful insanity of living the dream.
 My jawbone hurts from the words that I speak... My tongue... My tongue, it is dry.
A sip of the aqua and I, I pause mid sentence and sigh.
Would that they listen before I am skin and bones... Before the worms eat me up.
Close my eyes for the last time cause I'm bout tired as fuck.
Is it wrong to ask for peace in a world of hate, envy and jealousy... A world where children go hungry everyday and the billionaires live it up...
A world where those put in place to protect couldn't give a flying fuck bout you statistically...
The politician, the police, the preacher and the judge...
Living it up while all you got is a job, some rent, a light bill and some name brand clothes.
And I don't want to wake up... I don't want to wake up...
I don't want to go to sleep...
I don't want to see these things.
I'm tired as fuck.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[TEARS OF THE BEAST] A LOVE NOTE
THE SOUND, POUNDING, POUNDING...
http://youtu.be/YRX5m_7HBtI

One of the hardest things I try to explain to you is how I really feel.
I mean the depth of my emotions... The magnitude.
Sex to me is a post-lude yet at the same time its a prelude.
See, its so very hard for me to separate the beast from the intellect...
The primal from the modern.
The butt naked nasty from the gotta be seen in public see?
I tend to find all of it so confusing cause if I want you I am going to woo you.
Talk to you and try to show you the all of me.
The beauty of all I see.
Pick flowers wild and arrange them in the most beautiful patterns for you...
Feed you chocolate and seafood.
The things that I the beast find enthralling as I watch you enjoy the taste, the smell and the texture.
As you take my mind on a journey of the most epic proportions.
The jut of your nipples as they press against the fabric...
The phatness of your pussy print...
The sway of your ass as I swept along walk behind you...
I the beast wanting you to overstand that to me its not all about the pussy nor the nut...
That its all about the build up... The dance.
The softness and the hardness.
The whole 360.
I wanting you to know that when I look at you I see us old and grey still holding hands and kissing.
That there is nothing that will rip us apart as long as you realize these things, no matter what your friends say.
No matter what the world throws in our way.
Here I am beast...
Trying to say these things to you in a way you can comprehend...
I feel so...
Misunderstood.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{IN THE HIGHER HEIGHTS}
THE EMOTIONAL LEVEL WE FIND OURSELVES ON AS WE INTERDIMENSIONAL LISTEN TO THE SOUND...
http://youtu.be/YiNvdtYr3eo

If I took you to the outer dimensions of my mind could you or would you survive?
Would you roam lost in the antimatter... The dark matter that is echoed in my skin... in my heart.. In my syncopated words.
The rhythm of me as I resonate higher frequency.
Would you or could you overstand the mechanics of survival on foreign soil where my stolen ancestors are still vilified for being hung, raped and mentally tortured.
The mathematics of such a horrendous scheme as another black body falls felled by the gun of the police...
A driveby... A robbery.
The sum of the equation.
Suspended animation as we repeat the same tale over and over again... Looped and spliced and played out on big screens as reality T.V.
Babies crying in dissatisfaction on the soundtrack as life speeds by the sleepers eyes.
He frozen in carbonite waiting, waiting for better days that will never come if he does not awake.
His prison virtual is the only existence he knows as the planets and the asteroids spin... As his ship drifts in subspace...
Beyond the timelines and constrictions of his teachings... his learning's.
A mother looking at a picture of her baby who died so young... He killed by the demon inaction and systematically induced crime.
The savage and brutal tale of the have and the have not's.
The laugh track at the irony is cued... The audience sighs.
There is no day in the depths of my space... there is no night.
I drift interdimensional...
My sight... My sight.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY