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Night School ft. Foul Monday & Lil Fame (M​.​O​.​P)

from DIGITAL JUNGLE by Starvin B

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Peel the edges of time
Cassette players rewind
Men in Black wave the gadgets you blind
Erase ya mind
Listen
Thats my soul
The sound of charcoal
Lighters flicking the bowl
How much can your lungs hold?
Thats an eternity of crackling fire
You smell the personal hell that made a gangster retire
Remove the window guard to stare myself in the eye
Blood squirts like Clarence Boddicker
Here to body ya
Ribs touching like pilates in Somalia its deepPies flipping like Nadia Komineech
Every week more smoke than city dumps
Hittin chumps with 50 lumps
This the shit I know my city wants
Here Brendan says the drug mules elbow
12 step programs get stuck to the velcro
Not the ones you wanna tell no
So speak right or dangle from the streetlight like Run's shelltoes

(Foul Monday)

Let the record play a little
This that universal, multi continental
We takin it now
Present Participle
Officially real
You just artificial
Rip ya to shreds like cartel cleaners
Heartless creatures
Leaking out some car trunk speakers
No effort making haters believers
When ya clearly the truth
Get addicted like a hard drug seeker
Metaphor brawlin
Full contact heaters
Cant see me nor hear me like some compaq speakers
To the grave
Getting paid
Vacays and big businesses
Its history
Get out the way or get with us
Cause misery for industry gangstas and agendas
Leave ya face shaky like multiple codefendants
..... snap under pressure like clips on old supspenders
F to the is hushing you till ya endin

(Lil Fame)

45's and 9's we equipped with
Or we could do it old school
and stomp yo ass to a liquid
You looking for homicide homeboy I'm it
Suicide is just a way to tell god y'all quit ...
Fuck a battle rhyme
You fuckin with g's that'll leave everything from ya neck down paralyzed
Cuz Im down to ride
Who gives a fuck if you smoke k2 or coke mixed with formaldehyde
wadada day wadada da day ayyy!
You can fuck with them other mofuckas not Fame
Call me Fitzroy da mayor thats whats up right now
Gambino shit hang a nigga upside down uh
Cuz Im about fire
But you be actin like big old bitch nigga
Mrs. Doubtfire (oooo)
You aint about that
Starvin B, Foul Monday and Fame the hood gon shout that

credits

from DIGITAL JUNGLE, released October 13, 2017
mixed and mastered by One Take and Spent Dnero

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Queens emcee Starvin B is a throwback to the golden era of Hip-Hop when flow, lyrical content, and wordplay were more important than swag. The hard rhyming New Yorker has been garnering attention in the states and abroad with a handful of albums that don’t lack in lyrics.
Hometown: Queens, NY (Sunnyside/Woodside)
Ethnicity: Indonesian and Irish
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