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--A BLUES FOR NEENA-- Say baby...Can I be your slave? I got to admit girl, you..re the shit girl, and I..m diggin.. you like a grave...Now do they call you daughter to the spinning pulsar, or maybe Queen of 10,000 moons? Sista to the distant, yet rising star. Is your name Yemaya? Oh hell nah, it..s got to be Oshun. Is that a smile me put on your face child? Wide as a field Jasmin and Clover? Talk that talk honey, walk that walk money. High on legs that..ll spite Jehovah. Who am I? It..s not important. But they call me Brother to the Night. and right now, I..m the blues in your left thigh, trying to become the funk in your right. Who am I? I..ll be whoever you say. But right now, I..m the sight-raped hunter, blindly pursuing you as my prey. And I just want to give you injections of sublime erections and get you to dance to my rhythm. Make you dream archetype of Black Angels in flight. Upon wings of distorted, contorted, metaphoric jizm. Come on slim, fuck your man I ain..t worried about him. It..s you who I want to step to my scene. Cause rather than deal with the fallacy of this dry as reality, I'd rather dance and romance your sweet ass in a wet dream...mmm,mmm,mmm. Who am I? Well, they call me Brother to the Night. And right now, I..m the blues in your left thigh,trying to become the funk in your right. Is that alright...? OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOh DARIUS, THATS ALRIGHT, BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!! LMAO!!!