Saturday, October 8, 2011

Pole Dance

I made it rain
dropping down..no hands on the floor
mami make the pole dance
mami make the pole dance
I got money today
pay day...Got Benjamins
for the vip in the back room
don't dance too fast..
i gotta stretch this loot.
That back room is calling
i heard about your head games
Im ready to play them.
how much mami..
to make it rain?
or just let me stare
while you do your pole dance.

NIGHT

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Groupie night

Sexing her..mom is in on it
Both in the tub
Getting me. Its 1 of me
2 of them..here cums
her cousin. She's sexy..
I like that.
Tempted
Its a good night
To be a celebrity.
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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

A hot model who writes too..check out..Desire By @Lia_Viera

I had enough I get what I want no is not an option with me anymore. And I take what is rightfully mine, On my knees in front of u sucking that fat ass cock with such a desire. Licking every curve, sucking every inch. Gripping your full length. Letting you penetrate my soft swollen lips. Craving you. With every mouthful begging u. Needing you inside of me but not until I prove my point, my head game is sick. Makes you buck, curl your toes, takes you to bliss with my name escaping your lips. I'll suck the cum right out of you. I can feel the pulse in your cock, the timing getting more and more intense and I can't help but tease you how much more can you take. Not much more your moaning like crazy I can hear the growls and that's when I dig in and show you why its mine. Seconds pass and I feel you release I pull away and take what I've been craving for your cum all over my tits and lips I can't help but play in it. Taste it. feel it. Want it. You stare at me speechless and in awe at how I punished that chocolate dick.

Lia Viera
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Model mayhem: 1670351


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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The #whatif series. Tupac survies 1994 Quad Studios shooting then gives an interview *in his own words* by Night The Author

I'm not dead or could never be killed. I live for drama. Thug life is what I breathe and die for this right here. When I feel death I can tell who its coming for..when you feel your pain its over, but not tonight. You think they was gonna get Pac..nigga you must be crazy! I'm a real G. I'm about to go in the pen right now, so I'm not afraid to die. Not tonight though. Big was there..and Puff too. Those dudes are real and I know nothing was gonna happen to me with them there. I know..I know. You think just because we had a little beef things wasn't straight? I knew it! I knew it! Media devil! You people love to put us out there as ignorant brother killing each other. Its not going down like that homie. I'm gonna serve this time and then I'm coming out with my next album under Bad Boy.
What you didn't know!? Yeah homie..I'm here at Quad studios to sign the paperwork. My crew Big Stretch and the Outlawz already handled that fool who tried to jack us!
Can you imagine..me and BIG on the same label? I mean that's history right there. Anyway..keep recording..I got time. Let me kick a little something..its called "What if". What if my enemies could see clearer/the picture said Pac's dead/but I got something for ya/a little passage by wayside/my homie Big took the alibi..yo..yo..I don't want to say anymore..its for my next album on Bad Boy ya'll..its called "What If!" Stop the tape. I'm out..Bad Boy forever ya'll.
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Friday, June 24, 2011

Jill Scott by Night The Author #4mythickgirls

Thickness defined
Your hourglass is super
Take me on a golden journey.
Keep the shape..lose the skinny
I want it all mama.
That black goodness Is oh so grits and cornbread.
Gotta have that.
What's your pleasure?
If you're hungry..let's eat!
I'm loving that booty
When you walk in..
Heads turn.
Nothing like that lady
That has that Jill Scott..
Going on.
2011 Night The Author
All material owned by Nighttheauthor.com
The Black Urban Times LLC
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Sunday, June 19, 2011

#BKshotsfired by Night

Shots fired in the summer heat
A girl killed in Brighton Beach
Gang violence spills
Into the streets
Black and brown blood..
Fills the sidewalk.
The value of our lives..
Pennies?
Who will step up to the plate?
Intellectuals speak..
But their actions are weak.
Do your part..
Stop the shots being fired
Please Brooklyn.
2011 Night The Author
All material owned by Nighttheauthor.com
The Black Urban Times LLC
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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

The new book by Night The Author is out! "Forget Hip-hop...I'm a poet" on www.amazon.com

The book is a short anthology of poems from poet/writer Night The Author. The topics cover urban romance, politics, social issues, street lit, and urban erotica. Get the book here->http://amzn.to/kQt54P
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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Alicia's Keyes by Night The Author

Who has the keys to my heart?
I unlocked someone's door
Was I wrong or right?
Can these keys ever be returned
Or should I claim them?
Was I ever wrong for taking
But if the door opened...
Why not go inside?
Maybe I'll duplicate the keys
That should make it alright
I guess..I'm not sure..
Sometimes keys are lost
Am I at fault for picking them up?
just asking...
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Sex at the video shoot w/a vixen*based on a true story* by @nighttheauthor

It took a while for me to get it.
I knew her from @worldstar videos. She dm'd me the other day.
My way is the right one..so we f*cked at the set.
I took her bbms like a promise.
So her head was justified A+.
In the trailer, the other vixens
Stood outside. I laughed.
So she continued..they know
Each other.
We'll meet again @ a club in nyc.
I got magnums covered.
Its not a game..stay strapped.
So when I busted on her face,
How did I know, she was engaged
To my hypeman. #drama #mybad

1 million books sold on Kindle!!

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Monday, June 6, 2011

#weinertweets by Night The Author

Dm politirix
I keep it real
On the tweets
@ me for votes
I'll keep it real
My twitpics are naughty
Keep it scandalous
You keep it obvious
Let's exchange pics
Can I exchange for tits?
I'm like superman
Seeing through your
Status update.
Motivation like Rowland
Could've been mayor
Of NY..#weinertweets.
Got me like pookie
In new jack city.
All good my vote
Is still for the hood.
D.C. Might break me
I'm always classic
With my #weinertweets.

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Gil-Scot back... Gil -Scot Back! Answer to Tupac's Back by @meekmill+@rickyrozayby Night The Author

Gil-Scot Back Gil Scot Back
Spitting poetry tight
Screaming Gil Scot back
Revolution not televised
I ride with lyrics wide
Open off memory
You hating me Screaming Gil-Scot back
Slavery still exists
Check the 13th
Brothers in prison
Rappers glorify to die
I ride for empowerment
To better men
My pen is an oasis
For this lyrical drought
Of hoes, kicks, and weak flows
Scream with me
Gil-Scot back Gil Scot back
Bring relevance back
To hip-hop
Screaming Gil Scot Back.
I got my mind on a paper chase
Chasing the paper
That states I motivate
On a degree..
The mic is a tool
So I use it to school
Those kids who
Don't the biz.
Got the pen in
My hand..
Screaming Gil Scot Back!!
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Saturday, June 4, 2011

Porn star by Night The Author inspired by @therealpinkyxxx

My load was full
As she stroked me
I knew the money shot
Was cumming..

Light skinned with a phatty
Thick like some biscuits
She knew me from the set
"2 white chix and a brother"

I killed that movie too.
Damn..this chick is tight
I like that too..
A pretty pussy
Is always nice.

Heard she rap...damn
After this flick might
Wife her..she got the goods.
I'm saying damn..slow motion.

Its real though..
Been doing this 6 years.
I never bust fast
Stroke me mama..yeah..

Oh..snap..
I'm..
I'm..
I'm...
I'm...
Ahhhhhh..
Money shot
Priceless.
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With Farrah Gray signing rapper Flava Flav to a book deal..is the African-american book industry still hot? And when will black writers sign bigger deals?

Let me know your thoughts
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Friday, June 3, 2011

Swag on a billion by Night the Author

My swag stays fresh
Like new kicks.
Peep it..
I don't need to
Cop hip-hop awards
Full of dry snitch lyrics
That cops award
Feel me.
I'm like thick coal
Pressurize then diamond
I break heads
With knowledge
Can you ever know the ledge?
My juice is fruitful
Bite the apple
And see the real power
Swag inifinite..
A billion years
Ahead of you..done.
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Thursday, June 2, 2011

Make it clap mami by Night The Author #poetry inspired by @cubanalust

Make it clap mami
Aqui that sweet booty Swallowing the g-string
It takes time to get
Around that pole.

Make it clap mami
Those jeans are too small
All that apples needs Is a slice of these bills.
Raining on racks..

Make it clap mami
I can't stop getting..
Your lap dances
Take it all..
Car money..
House money..
Cell money..
Bill money..

I'm just trying to
See you make it clap
Mami..don't worry about
Nothing..I got you..
See me in the daytime
With your car note
I'll be the willing trick
If you make it clap mami.
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Rickey Smiley Makes Little Person "Juicy" Sing Kelly Rowland's"Motivation" & Says "Her A** Is Thick!"


Source: www.pow-tv.net
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@cashmoneybooks Misty Beck + Ice-T talk about Iceberg Slim's documentary

Misty Beck talks about Ice-T's Iceberg Slim documentary that's in the making--- Birdman Cash Money http://fb.me/13jFYlr7O
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Whispers on naked skin by Night The Author @BeeTeethePR #twifey #poetry

The volume was low..
Near her backside..
So I turned it up.
Whispering sweet compliments
To every curve of..
Her nubian body.
I kept going..
Making her beg me..
To stop or finish.

I gave a smirk satisfied..
That she was thirsty for more.
She stared into my soul
Begging me to wet
Her appetite of passion.
My whispers on her..
Naked skin kept going.

Throughout the night..
I kept the conversation
With her body going.
I spoke to every inch
Of her thick frame..
Speaking to some..
Of her body more than the rest.
In the end..our whispers..
Came to a climax..
And our conversation..
Was over..for now.
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Saturday, May 28, 2011

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#ripgilscotheron Lyrics to "The Revolution will not be televised"

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#THISSONGISTOUGH Did It On 'Em (Internet Version) Video - Nicki Minaj

#poetry "Dreams of a hood king" by #nighttheauthor

My dreams depend on cream
Cash rules..cash money
I got to get that cream
My dreams depend
On that corner..
Up the block
My dreams take root
When you buy these rocks.
Don't hate me because
I have a dream...
Like the King..I too dream
Why do you hate me?
My enviornment made me.

I tried the 9 to 5..
But that section that
Asked me was I a felon..
Made me stare..
Should I say yes..
And explain why?
Or should I leave this office..
And not explain why..
You hate me..yes hate me..
I just have dreams being a king
In my hood..I'm king.
On this block...I'm king.

Don't hate on my dreams..
In this kingdom..
You bow down to me..
I rule this land of..
Asphalt fields..
And broken goals.
You're the pauper in my eyes..
And my dreams..
Will always belong to me
The Hood King.
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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

#poetry #SoBased by Night The Author #inspiration-> @LILBTHEBASEDGOD

False prophets.
20 grams.
Kilo--in the hand.
Told her I would
Fuck her if I could.
So Based..so based..
In the studio..
Tracks playing
I'm saying..
Train her like a groupie.
Keep me fixed
With the Base homie.

Looked up
Seen my uncle
Rip..I see.
My G in Heaven..
I'm so based..so based.
Keep it lyrical
I'm #winning my dude.
East coast, but my
West is left.
Keep my flow
Based with based.

So based
Dreaming
So based
Dreaming
Fiending
Writing
Always
So based..
So based.
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NEXT DOOR NYMPHO (Book Trailer) by Author C.J. HUDSON

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#poetry" Punch drunk love" by Night The Author #domesticabuse #4batteredwomen

New night..same day
No difference in the..
Way he loves me.
My face brusied..
The blood on my lip..
Is still fresh.
I have punch drunk love
For him.

I know he cares..
Otherwise why does
He beat me?
Sometimes I ask for it..
I know I'm the problem
My girl says "dump him"
I can't..its punch drunk love.

I mean..how many
Good men are out here?
I got my man..I don't mind..
The scars
The bruises
The sunglasses everyday.
I love him..he's mine.

Keep your charity
This is love..not abuse.
I don't need counseling
I'm good girlfriend.
Its only when he's drunk
Or when..he's hungry
Sometimes if he's tired
Always when he's angry
This is just..punch drunk love.

Mama said he might..
Kill me one day.
Never that..he loves me.
I have to please..
my man..
Get your own!
I deserved that..I know.
My eye is still sore..
My lip is almost healed
I guess its..
Punch drunk love.
Until he kills me.
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Monday, May 16, 2011

Jo Colman by Night the Author #poetry/ my response to "Psychology Today says Black women least attractive"

Today you're bringing us
Who's psychology?
Today you put down the mothers
Of this great Earth..
Jo Colman..you should feel
Ashamed..with your psychology
Today you make us feel hatred.
A British born racist of hatred
Trying to psych me out today.
You could never know the mind
Of women so strong.
Weak and feeble..I understand.
Your hatred of the courage..
You could never have.
Jo could never see
Through the mind
Of a Black woman
A strength that for centuries Lasted strong.
Your psychology is making
Me feel racism is alive..
Today.
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#loudsilence aka #ripmbone by Night the Author #poetry

Does is take racks on racks..
To have your brother's back?
Why can't we have..
a self-destruction in 2011?
Egos too big..
The clear port is full
My liquor brand is blowing up..

Hip-hop..your silence has bass..
Brothers killing each other
That face buys your lyrics..
They wear your "red"..
No responsiblity..I get it.
Sell us your poison..
We'll buy it..liquor..clothing.

You can never sell us knowledge?
You can never sell empowerment?
Sell us Garvey..
Sell us King..
Sell us Malcolm..

That #loudsilence becomes..
Deafening to the ears of the youth
Ask who killed M-Bone?
Ask who killed Pac?
Ask who killed Big?
Ask who killed Big L?

Look in the mirror..
Hip-hop if you can
Keep your songs and ringtones..
Please just understand
Some of us hear your..
#loudsilience.
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Saturday, May 14, 2011

A King enjoys the Miami Heat by Night the Author inspired by @KingJames

Who could be so bold
To break his master's chains?
A free man born to be King
With his mind running away
Full of dreams.
A King's throne has been
Filled in the Miami Heat.

The plantation in Cleveland Got mad when they lost
Their best buck!
Massa moved to the media..
Said "keep that boy here"
King kept it moving.

He made his own railroad..
And underground found His own Authur's court.
The round table is all powerful
Winning in the land of zombies
This King made his own decision.

Not trying to Be Like a house nigga..
King kept his crown and took back
The whip..and dunked it.
This King is different..
His round table even has @S_C_

One King kept a city afloat
Look around there..
No one cares about Cleveland.
A pauper's palace
A city weeps.

The sun shines bright
On that one who used..
His intellect to chose
Where he will reign supreme.
Watch the throne..that will
Always shine bright in
The Miami Heat.

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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Obama shot ya! Aka potus is a g by Night the Author

The towers went down..
The souls screamed of murder.
Tears flowed of blood stained rubble.
A mayor wants his shine.

One family escapes their kin's
Crimes against humanity.
Bush 2 let that oil money
Cloud his judgement.

Stepping through the fog..
A son from the motherland.
With no connections to the
Man they called Osama.

His crew of drones led the way.
A rat got smoked out the caves.
Living large in tony montana's
Shadow.
A night that was his last.

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Tuesday, April 26, 2011

When you f*cked her..did you think of me?By @nighttheauthor

When it was right in your face..
Did you think of me?
I got hips, waist, and thighs..
But did you think of me?

You told me that I was the best
Then you f*cked on our bed.
I hate you so..I hate you!
I'd pull the trigger right now.

#fuckyou is my hashtag of love
You made me this way.
A bastard that doesn't know
Loyalty's father.
Yet you still in my face..nigga please!

You're good though..I admit.
That d*ck gives my body quivers.
When you f*ck me with the lights on..my bed sheets get dark..
Of love potion 69

I hate you... so much
I hate you
I hate you
F*ck me
F*ck me
I came.
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Friday, April 8, 2011

18 to 1 aka Crack vs. Coke by Night the Author

Slavery still exists..
oh yeah I said it.
Look at the prisons..who's there?
I'm considered to be less by them
THEY sell coke, I sell crack..

What's the difference?
Skin color. Its clear as day.
There's not enough bull,
There's not enough shit to shovel.

So I do the crime and I'm still
Locked up more then them.
A new holocaust is going on...
It starts on the corner.

Brother wake up..
You're dreaming if you think
The playing field is now level.
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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Get it Daddy by Night the Author

It was already mine..
When you rode it you came.
I knew what you wanted..
Don't ask..just take it ma.

"Get it Daddy" she moaned..
I like that..say it again.
I came..she pushed it back slow,
Daddy's done..wipe me down.
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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Tony Montana by Night the Author

The corner is cold
But its my home for now.
Pyrex vision for dead presidents
Tradin dollars for poison..
To serve my people.

Tony Montana must be the
Dream. Living the life with
Cream..twenty bitches in a
Cream rolls..pretty toes..
All dime pieces.

On these streets my time clock
Is always punched. Fiends show up for lunchtime.
My time is precious...
I might die tomorrow.

I could be Tony Montana..
I could be..but its more
Its more to this corner
My heart's just not in it.

Keep the cell on call
Hit me when its time.
Tony Montana can
keep the world
I'm good with this corner
Down the block.
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Friday, March 18, 2011

Stroke me off by Night the author

She wasn't done yet..
It was her last stroke
Stroke me off mami..
Gracias..together the two
Of you are..like good ice cream.

stroke me off, ignore the calls
Get it mama..get it good
Loving that flavor..keep going
Don't stop till I bust.

Ladies..ladies..don't fight..
Its enough to go around.
Yeah..like that share that lollipop
Keep licking to the center.

Stroke me off mama..
Its just that good right?
I just gave you a lesson..
Stroke me off..until..
You "got milk" on your
Upper lip.
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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Video Vixen BBMs by night the author

Day 1:video shoot...he seen me
Nice..my ass is out so he must notice..I got skills..
These other bitches is wack
Nite

Day 2: loving these heels..
I didn't get paid..
but I gave him head..I like that
He's a big star..got a wifey anyway..he just fucks me.
Weeded out..ciroc..nite.

Day 3: this shoot is getting wack..
All these niggas wanna do is..
Fuck me..and I'm trying to be a star..I'm hollywood..I can be..
J.Lo came up like this..why can't I!?
Dro..hash..I think I swallowed..nite.

Day 4: last day of shoot. Hold up..
This dude is on the charts..and his whips and bling is rented! Lol..I'm dumb..I gave head to his boys and his cousins..and..I just wanna leave...fuck!

Day 5: I thought this bullshit was done..rappers are phony!
Even if you cool with Yeezy..
You don't got yeezy money..
Fuck! Anyway..he's calling me..
Yeah..ok..lemme go give him head..he might let me wear.. his
Rented bling. This video vixen game is tired.
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

What you're husband doesn't know by Night the Author

What you're husband doesn't know..might make him upset.
The way I bend you over..
And tax that fat ass so sweet.

I make your valley of goodness
Flow like a river..he ignores you.
Rubbing your feet and making
You feel good..is all you want.

I'm your magic bottle of manhood
You don't have to say my name,
Just call me Daddy..I like that.
Ignore his calls for now..its ok.

The way I eat it and treat you..
You love to be my jump-off.
We fucked at lunchtime and you
Wanted some more.
What your husband doesn't know is that your my hoe.
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Friday, March 4, 2011

Charlie Sheen..still winning by Night The Author

If Charlie Sheen were a drug
Would you take it?
Only a man with Ivory skin
Can be so disrespectful to the industry and stay winning.

Charlie Sheen is a metaphor
He stays winning in the Front of the bus..while
Blacks actors stay in the back.

A milli a week..that's winning
Take it how you want..homeboy
Is the DEA on coke..crack..?
Ask Charlie Sheen..he's winning.

How do I start winning Charlie?
I've done everything right..but
I'm never on the Oscars..
Charlie Sheen is still winning.

He knows the game..he plays it.
What are the rules?
Oh yeah..this game isn't for everybody..its for members only.

I'm following you too Charlie
A million+ followers..you still winning. I gotta know how..and why..
Charlie Sheen is still winning.
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Pretty Brown Girl for @KristinaDivine by Night The Author

You have that chocolate skin
That's sweet to taste.
Those brown eyes make me
Think of warm place.

Inviting me with those lips
To taste them would be sweet.
Pretty Brown Girl keep it that
Way..you have all the sexy parts.

It keeps me coming back to you
The way that smooth skin
Looks when u lay down there.
With a BBM pose I could frame.

Keep me guessing with your
Sexy style and sexy ways.
Your Kingston gangsta is so
Dancehall..like the ocean in
Jamaica.

Pretty chicks are always so fly
I can't have you..so I sit by the
Sideline and admire that swag.
So confident..a video vixen with
A mind that I would make love to..

Pretty Brown Girl..its all your
World to have. Keep dreaming..
Keep going.
Pretty Brown Girl the world is yours if you want it.

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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Phatty by Night The Author

I shaped it slow
Only the handprint
Could grip that phatty right
It overflowed her cup Of a thong.

Phatty..u know what it is
I'd take it slow and measure
The strokes I take are deep
You feel them when u sleep.

I must say..it's a phatty ma..
I'm not being rude
But real. I can't let u
Hold all that weight
And not let you know.

Be proud of what you got
No need to inject what's
Already from the motherland..
Its a gift..that phatty is yours.

Of course they look at you
With envy..your phatty makes
Them jealous with your
Natural curves and luscious hips.

Bring that phatty over here
I want to frame that masterpiece
Sometimes mama..
That booty is artistic and that Phatty is a masterpiece.
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Friday, February 11, 2011

#sexdreams by Night the Author

As I lie awake staring
I can't sleep. I'm stirring inside
My body throbs from early
Times of ecstasy.

You climb in my bed
Taking every moment to
Satisfy my wants and needs.
Moaning softly and caressing
My manhood.

I can feel your insides
A moist cavern of lust
That hardens my thrust Even more. Blowing that back out
Is the goal. We are not
Here to play games..
Or talk.

Keep going mami..
I never said to stop
Keep going and make
Me whole..make me
Cum

Its hard to hear you..
Hard to see you.
My hand holds
My sex dreams
Please don't wake me.
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Thursday, February 3, 2011

BuTt nekkid in sum jimmy choos by night the author

I sat there smoking my blunt
She came on the sink
Butt nekkid in sum Jimmy choos

I loved her for the night
Fucked her hard
I got my rocks off
She liked it being,
Butt nekkid in sum
Jimmy choos.

She gave my head ache
Aspirin with her mouth
Butt nekkid in sum
Jimmy choos..
Groupie chix I dig.

A night production..ya dig.
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Monday, January 31, 2011

When the mic goes deaf..aka Kool Herc by Night the Author

When the mic goes deaf
No longer does your platinum
Chain Shine.
Your cars lose meaning.

When the mic goes deaf,
I forget why I loved hip-hop
My anger boils over,
And my records cry of Break beats of the past.

When the mic goes deaf,
Your clearports don't fly
And your clothing line
Is raggedy.

You pay homage to dead presidents. And not the Hand that helped... Feed you.
Its a sadness felt of news
That travels on absent ears.

When the mic goes deaf,
You no longer care
For the lyrics.
You know longer see the Vision of the MC.
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

How do I forget tomorrow? By Night the Author

How do I forget tomorrow?
With its frightened skies
And weary eyes
I sit back and watch yesterday

How do I forget tomorrow?
The tears glistening From yesterday's face..
The morning bleeds its heart
Filled with pain.

How do I forget tomorrow?
With morals broken
And lustful ways taken..
As you watch helpless.

How do I forget tomorrow?
It seeks me out, and watches
My sins..I won't forget tomorrow
Because I live for the hope
Of today.
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Her forbidden fruit by Night the Author

Taking a bite and tasting..
Her forbidden fruit.
I lust after its taste And to caress the shape.

Was it not used to tempt me?
Am I wrong for tasting it?
Although, the taste might..
Scar me.

Who has sacrificed what?
For lusting to satisfy
The needs of one.
Its selfish..its wrong.

My path is now soiled.
was I following The father's ways..
Or could I have chosen
Another way..another time.

Its done now.
My manhood's shield
Is broken. Shame is hanging..
Over me. Do I face it?
Or move on?
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Been H.A.M by Night The Author

Yall already said that
Get that crown off that Wack track. Who was HAM? who was real?
Can't understand when rappers
Steal flow...don't know
So I write and light my way
With Halogen lyrics
That bust back like Ninos
These hos only want one thing
Can think don't have
All that paper swag.
Keep ya flow, hot not
Don't think so, told yo Soy caliente
Spanish
Been HAM
Been pork
Never needed
a clearport
To prove my worth
Get my dreams
Got this degree
And it means
More to me than
A Lambo ever could
Young people I wish you would
Dream big
Dream beyond
Dream far
Not just what your
Teachers on.
I've been HAM
Since I was brought
In a slave ship
To this land.

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Monday, January 17, 2011

Can I kiss it? By Night The Author

Can I kiss it?
Oh you shy now..
Girl you know what Its worth on these lips.

Can I kiss it?
I mean who else is around
Its just us..just juicy...
Just luscious..thick..

Its just that special ma
You've got it all in the
Right places. And you're
Buttherface free! Damn!
You fine.

Can I kiss it? Oh..where's Your spot..right here?
Thank you..let me find
My treasure now in..
Your valley of erotica.
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Saturday, January 15, 2011

Drunk Sex by Night the Author

It was the other night...
I think. We had shots..
You took backshots. I came you..oh shit ma!
You swallowed

That drunk is too nice..
That drunk makes for
Memories of erotica..
Grinding and riding..
When he called..I picked up.

My bad..forgot to tell you..
He said "Fuck you" I laughed..
I told him "I already did."
Your ring looks ready to pawn

You tried to ceelo green that
Clown. But you got fucked
Instead. Its cool ma..
Let's continue..no hands
Yeah like that.

Oh yeah..drunk sex Gotta luv it..you love it
Drunk sex..gimme that..
Ok..right there..ok..
Just remembered he said
"The weddings off.

Gotta love drunk sex.

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Check your DM by Night the Author

I hit you the other night
It was an @..u know..
Don't let me have to @
You again. Check your dm.

Its something freaky.
My whole timeline can't view it
Its for your eyes only.
Its not like that..

Check your dm mami..
Its something nice there.
Something wet for you..
My timeline and other followers..

Don't got shit on you.
You know the dm routine
Check your dm mami..
So I can put my @...
In between.
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Wanting You by Night the Author

Can we want together?
Is is lust or more..
Wanting you..is my addiction.
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Monday, January 10, 2011

#Lets F*ck with the LightS oN featuring model@populaar



LETS FUCK WITH THE LIGHTS ON
BY NIGHT THE AUTHOR


LETS FUCK WITH THE LIGHTS ON
THAT ASS IS PHAT AND I GOTTA
HAVE IT ON TOP OF ME.
ITS NOT THE WAY IT MOVES
BUT THE MOTION IN YOUR BUTT
MAKES MY MANHOOD STAND READY.

LETS FUCK WITH THE LIGHTS ON
SO I CAN COUNT THE HAIRS OF
YOUR VALLEY..AND WATCH YOU
QUIVER AS I SUCK YOUR CLIT DRY.

LETS FUCK WITH THE LIGHTS ON
I WANT TO SEE EVERY NIPPLE'S DETAIL
AND GIVE THE LEFT BREAST THE SAME
ATTENTION I GAVE THE RIGHT
LAST NIGHT.

WHEN YOU'RE WET AND I CAN SEE IT
IT GETS ME THE WONDERFUL FEELING
TASTING IT AND SMELLING YOUR LOVE
ALL AT ONCE.

LETS CONTINUE EVEN WHEN ITS DAYLIGHT
LETS JUST FUCK WITH THE LIGHTS ON
ALL NIGHT..LIGHTS ON..ON ..SEXING ME
KEEP THEM ON..ITS ALWAYS BETTER
TO FUCK WITH THE LIGHTS ON.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

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#Lust by @nIGHT_THEAUTHOR



Its not the love i feel
but instead the lust
deep down burning inside
Making my manhood grow
when I smell you.

Its that lust that had
me feenin like this.
When we fucked in the
movie theater..I believe
thats what it was.

Don't get it twisted,
I will caress that ass
and buy you Ciroc too.
Its that Lust of your
thickness that has me.

I'm not trying to last..
could be a quickie and
fast. Let me put it in
ohhhhh..damnnn...ma
I'm coming..oh snap..

Wait..who's at the door?!

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

#Studio Head- A day in the life of...By Night the Author


STUDIO HEAD-A day in the life of...
BY NIGHT THE AUTHOR


5 am.. still here.. no beats
Its just studio head all day
I said "Don't you get tired of it"
Her mouth was so full..she just looked
up, and smiled.

The producers gone..don't like dude
Thinks he's the shit, haha..studio head
who told you to stop, oh..ok..a little air
Breath then..I never said to take it
all in. you a champ though.

Studio head..met her after the show
Called the crew to bring her by
the track is done, getting paid
at least $100k per..so I'm good
When its time...oh shit..wait..damn ma

That Studio head got me nice
that little something extra on
the track..yo..yo! WTF..no teeth ma
Studio Head..clean it up
I got you..oh yeah ma..
The D Train is that way..Love.
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