* phone dialed and rings *

1 He-LLO?
2 Yo who dis?
1 Yo this edited
2 Yo whattup man?
1 Yo whassup dude?
2 This is the Black Ill
1 Oh whassup G?
2 Y knowyo
1 What?
2 We down in the studio yo
1 Word?
2 Yo we got a jawn
1 Yois she live?
2 Yeah she s live
1 Sup wit her?
2 She s justreal nice to talk
Sometimes I used to knock off
1 Word how she be swingin?
2 Oh yeah she s swingin like that y know it s on!
1 Oh WORD?
2 I called a couple other heads and shit y know
1 Aightwho else who else - who else widdit?
2 *laughing*
1 I mean she widdit LIKE THAT?
2 Yeah you know!
1 Ain t no bullshit?
2 The whole Resevoir Dog squad n shitwe gon be eight deep
1 Oh aightword
2 So come on downit s on yo
1 Aiyyo it s it s it s just us?
2 Yeah it s just us
1 Oh damnwhassup with some more jawns?
2 Oh yes.. it s just her and some weed y knowmsayin?
Fuck some other shit
1 Fukkitaightbetwhat the..
Y know whassup for real for real
2 Wordyo so come through
1 Aight what time yo?
2 Umm
1 Like NOW?
2 Yeahcome through now!
1 Peace
2 Peace!

Ursula Rucker
I the voyeurpeeras she begins herritual
Paying sexual ties for few and untrue
Words of admirationtranslation:
sucker asslinesof trash
Spewing from First One s unskilled lips
That beg for pussy tricks that make his dick go quickly limp
She pimps her innocence as Second One demands entrance
through the back door..
"Bend over bitchyou know this is what you were born for;
to dig those soft and lotioned knees into the floor --
and take it inthat sweetly spread ass like a real pro whore"
Her subsequent screams seemed to praise
Sent messages of pleasure and pain to his fuck tainted brain
But her screams masked laughs at his dumb ass
As he quicker comesthen Third and Fourth One just as dumb
Invite themselves to join in
Third One wants to hit the skins old-fashioned style
while Fourth One says
"Don t she got some DSL smake a nigga joint just swell
to think? I wanna sink my inchesinto that bitch s
berry-framed mouth"
So one goes Norththe other South
To sanctified places where in-house spirits
will later wash away all tracesof their ill-spoken words
and complacent faces
And thenlike their Minutemenpredecessors
Ludeaggrandized sexual endeavorsend up rough
Cause neither one of them could keep that weak shit up
CorruptFifth One steps to her
Hip-Hop clothed just tothink he gonna impress her
"Hey SlimI heard you was a spinna -- sit on up
top this thingblack dickand work it like a winner"
With the quickness he got his pseudo-thickness all up in her
But suddenly hestops mid thrust

*Yvette Smalls pager goes off*

Seems she nameless to cuzgot his stuff in a death cunt clutch
He fast falls from the force of her tight pussy punch
Just like the rest of that sorry ass bunch
Now here comes Six ready to add his inactive shit to the mix
Talkin smack at that
Saying"GirlI ma wax that assand stick that slit so hard
you gonna be calling me God"
So he proceeds to poke and prod
with clumsy finger and wack sex slinger
"Condoms make me last longer" wrongcause her
motions of snatchhowever detached from the situation
cause his pre pre PRE-ejaculation
It seems she just wastin
good pussy and time on dudes like Number Seven
who ain t learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
by dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep; I m gonna leap
into you like an ocean do you right and make your head spin"
So he jumped in and thenhe drowned
Got lost and found in her Tart Canal
Slave to the wavesmade him cum for days
Eighth and last One turn arise
Plys her with familiar lies
Even more familiar stillcause
him she used to love
But he never could quite see aboveher mound
A pound of flesh is all she wasno name no face or even voice
So poisedshe rises -- Phoenix from the flame
Finally bored with their feeble fuck games
She smooth reaches behind her and takes straight aim
at eight shriveled up cocks with a fully loaded Glock
Parts lipsnot expressly made for milding dicks
and thenshe speaks:

Your shreiks of horror bring me blissI must admit
The thought that I could shred your tips with eight quick flips
excites mesee y all fuck with the pussy
but I fuck with your minds
Lack of soul and respect is the crime
This.. was a set up.. now tell me what..... what s my name?
* gun cocks *

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