The Unlocking

<br>* phone dialed and rings *<br><br>[1] He-LLO?<br>[2] Yo who dis?<br>[1] Yo this [edited]<br>[2] Yo whattup man?<br>[1] Yo whassup dude?<br>[2] This is the Black Ill<br>[1] Oh whassup G?<br>[2] Y`know, yo<br>[1] What?<br>[2] We down in the studio yo<br>[1] Word?<br>[2] Yo we got a jawn<br>[1] Yo, is she live?<br>[2] Yeah she`s live<br>[1] Sup wit her?<br>[2] She`s just, real nice to talk<br> Sometimes I used to knock off<br>[1] Word how she be swingin?<br>[2] Oh yeah she`s swingin like that y`know it`s on!<br>[1] Oh WORD?<br>[2] I called a couple other heads and shit y`know<br>[1] Aight, who else who else - who else widdit?<br>[2] *laughing*<br>[1] I mean she widdit LIKE THAT?<br>[2] Yeah you know!<br>[1] Ain`t no bullshit?<br>[2] The whole Resevoir Dog squad n shit, we gon` be eight deep<br>[1] Oh aight, word<br>[2] So come on down, it`s on yo<br>[1] Aiyyo it`s it`s it`s just us?<br>[2] Yeah it`s just us<br>[1] Oh damn, whassup with some more jawns?<br>[2] Oh yes.. it`s just her and some weed y`knowmsayin?<br> Fuck some other shit<br>[1] Fukkit, aight, bet, what the..<br> Y`know whassup for real for real<br>[2] Word, yo so come through<br>[1] Aight what time yo?<br>[2] Umm<br>[1] Like NOW?<br>[2] Yeah, come through now!<br>[1] Peace<br>[2] Peace!<br><br>[Ursula Rucker]<br>I the voyeur, peer, as she begins her, ritual<br>Paying sexual ties for few and untrue<br>Words of admiration, translation:<br>sucker ass, lines, of trash<br>Spewing from First One`s unskilled lips<br>That beg for pussy tricks that make his dick go quickly limp<br>She pimps her innocence as Second One demands entrance<br>through the back door.. <br>"Bend over bitch, you know this is what you were born for;<br> to dig those soft and lotioned knees into the floor --<br> and take it in, that sweetly spread ass like a real pro whore"<br>Her subsequent screams seemed to praise<br>Sent messages of pleasure and pain to his fuck tainted brain<br>But her screams masked laughs at his dumb ass<br>As he quicker comes, then Third and Fourth One just as dumb<br>Invite themselves to join in<br>Third One wants to hit the skins old-fashioned style<br>while Fourth One says,<br>"Don`t she got some DSL`s, make a nigga joint just swell,<br> to think? I wanna sink my inches, into that bitch`s,<br> berry-framed mouth"<br>So one goes North, the other South<br>To sanctified places where in-house spirits<br>will later wash away all traces, of their ill-spoken words<br>and complacent faces<br>And then, like their Minutemen, predecessors<br>Lude, aggrandized sexual endeavors, end up rough<br>Cause neither one of them could keep that weak shit up<br>Corrupt, Fifth One steps to her<br>Hip-Hop clothed just to, think he gonna impress her<br>"Hey Slim, I heard you was a spinna -- sit on up<br> top this thing, black dick, and work it like a winner"<br>With the quickness he got his pseudo-thickness all up in her<br>But suddenly he, stops mid thrust<br><br>*Yvette Smalls` pager goes off*<br><br>Seems she nameless to cuz, got his stuff in a death cunt clutch<br>He fast falls from the force of her tight pussy punch<br>Just like the rest of that sorry ass bunch<br>Now here comes Six ready to add his inactive shit to the mix<br>Talkin smack at that<br>Saying, "Girl, I`ma wax that ass, and stick that slit so hard,<br>you gonna be calling me God"<br>So he proceeds to poke and prod<br>with clumsy finger and wack sex slinger<br>"Condoms make me last longer," wrong, cause her<br>motions of snatch, however detached from the situation<br>cause his pre pre PRE-ejaculation<br>It seems she just wastin<br>good pussy and time on dudes like Number Seven<br>who ain`t learned their lesson<br>He wants to enter the flesh divine<br>by dropping a kind of semi-sweet line<br>"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep; I`m gonna leap<br> into you like an ocean do you right and make your head spin"<br>So he jumped in and then, he drowned<br>Got lost and found in her Tart Canal<br>Slave to the waves, made him cum for days<br>Eighth and last One turn arise<br>Plys her with familiar lies<br>Even more familiar still, cause<br>him she used to love<br>But he never could quite see above, her mound<br>A pound of flesh is all she was, no name no face or even voice<br>So poised, she rises -- Phoenix from the flame<br>Finally bored with their feeble fuck games<br>She smooth reaches behind her and takes straight aim<br>at eight shriveled up cocks with a fully loaded Glock<br>Parts lips, not expressly made for milding dicks<br>and then, she speaks:<br><br>Your shreiks of horror bring me bliss, I must admit<br>The thought that I could shred your tips with eight quick flips<br>excites me, see y`all fuck with the pussy<br>but I fuck with your minds<br>Lack of soul and respect is the crime<br>This.. was a set up.. now tell me what..... what`s my name?<br>* gun cocks *