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The Unlocking

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The Roots

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Hello?

Yo, who ***?

Yo, this [unverified]

Yo, whattup man? Yo, whassup dude?

This is the Black Ill

Oh, whassup G?

Y'know, yo What?

We down in the studio yo

Word?

Yo, we got a jawn Yo, is she live?

Yeah, she's live

Sup wit her?

She's just, real nice to talk

Sometimes I used to knock off Word how she be swingin'?

Oh yeah, she's swingin' like that y'know it's on

Oh, word?

I called a couple other heads and *** y'know Aight, who else, who else, who else widdit?

I mean she widdit like that?

Yeah, you know Ain't no bull***?

The whole Reservoir Dog squad n ***

We gon' be eight deep, oh aight, word

So come on down, it's on yo Aiyyo it's it's it's just us?

Yeah, it's just us

Oh damn, whassup with some more jawns?

Oh yes, it's just her and some weed y'know sayin'? *** some other ***

*** it, aight, bet, what the?

Y'know, whassup for real, for real

Word, yo so come through Aight what time yo?

Umm

Like now?

Yeah, come through no Peace

Peace I the voyeur, peer, as she begins her, ritual

Paying ***ual ties for few and untrue

Words of admiration, translation sucker ass, lines of 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 bitch, you know this is what you were born for

To dig those soft and lotion knees into the floor

And take it in, that sweetly spread ass like a real pro ***" Her subsequent screams seemed to praise

Sent messages of pleasure and pain to his *** tainted brain

But her screams masked laughs at his dumb ass

As he quicker comes, then 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's

Make a nigga joint just swell, to think? I wanna sink my inches

Into that bitch's, berry-framed mouth"

So one goes North, the other South To sanctified places where in house spirits

Will later wash away all traces, of their ill spoken words

And complacent faces and then, like their minutemen, predecessors

Lude, aggrandized ***ual endeavors, end up rough 'Cause neither one of them could keep that weak *** up

Corrupt, fifth one steps to her

Hip hop clothed just to

Think he gonna impress her "Hey Slim, I heard you was a spinna sit on up

Top this thing, black dick, and work it like a winner"

With the quickness he got his pseudo-thickness all up in her

But suddenly he, stops mid thrust Seems she nameless to 'cuz

Got his stuff in a death *** 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 *** to the mix

Talkin' smack at that saying, "Girl, I'ma wax that ass

And stick that slit so hard, you gonna be calling me God" So he proceeds to poke and prod

With clumsy finger and wack *** slinger

"Condoms make me last longer", wrong, 'cause her

Motions of snatch, however 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 then, he drowned

Got lost and found in her Tart Canal Slave to the waves, made him cum for days

Eighth and last One turn arise

Plys her with familiar lies

Even more familiar still, 'cause him, she used to love

But he never could quite see above, her mound A pound of flesh is all she was, no name no face or even voice

So poised, she rises Phoenix from the flame

Finally bored with their feeble *** games

She smooth reaches behind her and takes straight aim

At eight shriveled up cocks with a fully loaded Glock

Parts lips, not expressly made for milding dicks And then, she speaks, Your shrieks of horror bring me bliss

I must admit the thought that I could shred your tips

With eight quick flips excites me, see y'all *** with the pussy

But I *** with your minds, lack of soul and respect is the crime

This was a set up, now tell me what, what's my name?

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