Starve The Hunger (mixtape)

by Soarse Spoken

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about

Starve The Hunger is the latest chapter for Soarse Spoken, who as a teenager came up in Miami's burgeoning hip hop scene in the late 1990s, where he and his crew would cipher on Miami Beach and hold weekly freestyles that'd attract hundreds of fans. After releasing his album, Third World Prophecies, in 2007, he toured internationally, but he felt stagnant in his career and decided he needed to take a break. It didn't last long, and after four years of doing the steady 9-5, the creative bug bit again.

"A lot of people choose security over their passions, but I didn't want to make that choice anymore," said Soarse Spoken. "I wanted to make the choice of being creative and pursue my dreams. I don't see any other option for me."

After releasing an EP in 2011 titled UNreleased & UNfuckwitable, Soarse Spoken is back on the scene in a major way with Starve The Hunger. The tape is a snapshot of where he is in his life right now – taking chances to make his music, but also living it up in Miami, a town where everyone either DJs, promotes, or hosts parties.

"I live in Miami. I wanted to talk about girls, going out, having fun, hanging out with my homies," said Soarse Spoken. "If I have a statement I'd like to give in my songs right now, it's 'make it fun but still have thoughtful content.'"

The cohesive mixtape is pulled together by the title track "Starve The Hunger," which features Homebody Sandman & Fat Tony and is about what it means to stay hungry and hustle to realize our wildest pursuits. Soarse Spoken makes it all about the city he was born and raised in, Miami, on "Coming From," featuring J NICS, and the melodic "Thieves In The Room," featuring Bernz & Wrekonize from ¡Mayday!

credits

released 16 October 2012
Produced by Sharpsound
Additional bass by Kavayah Amn
Recorded and Mixed by Omniscient @ Dela Casa Studios
Mastered by Miami Beat Wave

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Track Name: Pu$$y & Art feat. Shottie
Soarse Spoken (Verse 1):

I'm a bang her with my van gogh
tell her I'm angry
and artsy 
serenade her with my tango
sharp got ample records for the samples
she got angles and different ways to grab her ankles
plus comp drinks for the first 100 vandals
then we off to palm springs 
to get the situation handled
ain't no biggie
ain't talkin' 'bout notorious
talking 'bout you and your 2 friends
talkin' 'bout the four of us 
little more in the morning love
a glory me, glory you
yup, talking 'bout so glorious
That's right pass the fucking flashlight
spark it up the izm
I'm dedicated to that fast life
crash the after party
spray the paint and pass the marley
bet ima get 'er in a heartbeat
art and love, drugs, pu$$y and fame
are all related in the same world
I'll decorate my main girl

 
Shottie:

You'd a thought me & Soarse was snorting kitty litter
No matter what we pushing we got every bad piece of pussy in the city with us
The sticky lit up then they start flocking
We take 'em bra shopping, how you fit them titties on that skinny figure?
I figure maybe you should let 'em loose
Put 'em on the glass like you're wiping that windshield, shit's real
I'm bagging dimes from Palestine to Israel
But when I get nervous, that's when motherfuckers get shot
So tell that bitch, chill!
I read verses from Ezekiel & pull more metal than C3PO
& quick to give you the business like I'm the CEO
Only button you ever pushed turned your TV on
You're Petey Rose, just playing with your balls
and me, I graffiti hoes, spraying on her walls
Got a bunch of needy hoes, waiting on my calls
& then I bury the bone, 'cause baby I'm a dog

 
Soarse Spoken (Verse 2):

Abstract Dali rap 
artsy fartsy molly 's laugh haha
yo them bitches love the polymath
and i'm probably at
6 drinks think big business
and i'll confess it in a polygraph
bring the beat up, I aint playing witch ya lolly-gags
hardly even noticed someone ready me a body bag
so much swag that I probably drag
turn this shit up, so much style
with a little help from shottie ha
these honeys bout to strike the lottery bad
and ima help her with moments
'Cause that's where that part of me's at
nude paint her
follow that with a bacardi bath
picasso with a pisco where the motherfucking party at
Track Name: Starve The Hunger feat. Fat Tony, Homeboy Sandman and Punch3nello
Soarse Spoken (verse 1):

If your god works in a mysterious way
when my music plays you'll feel the same
yo seriouslay
here's to the girl killing me curiously
if I wasn't here now I'd be there killing that shit. period. see?
I don't play or pay attention to who ever's iller me?
ADHD like a motherfucker yo clearly i be
plus mouth like trucker
eye like a pirate
fly like I'm up theres yeah
jetlag like a pilot
swag vile like a virus
but I'm dressed to impress
fresh to death
I style like I'm violent
and I smile like I'm wildin'
courting a bird with feathers out
settle down now
on the edge of time is where i tethered my style I'll
find the clouds
smoke a jay
shine the light house I
write a poem
stroke the pain
sacrifice found I'll
pass the rice around
sneaking the bread
past the likes of hounds
that's when the fox decides to pounce like...


Punch3nello (chorus):

The only way to feed the beast is to starve the hunger,
gourmet food for thought you may have found in a dumpster ...
it's raw and uncut, we do them numbers,
been moving this way ever since we was youngstas
...YEAH!!!
You know we starve the hunger,
gourmet food for thought you may have found in a dumpster…
it's raw and uncut, we do them numbers,
been moving this way ever since we was youngstas
…YEAH!!

Ya dig??


Fat Tony:

Fuck an appetizer, I'ma need a buffet
I'm going for seconds before I scrape the first plate
On any record, I'm wreckin it on the first take
I reckon that's why you see a player in first place
And probably why you recognize me in the first place
Shout out to all my guys that beat they first case
No taggin in and out like Tekken in this rat race
When you vacation like Chevy Chase you just get replaced
I Mob like Face, never gon' let hate damage
I shake it off like dandruff instead of throwing tantrums
Like a banshee, she acting manic, panics and screams
When she see me on the scene, doing it since my teens
And to think, I never ever knew what I could be
And to this day I'm tryna find what's for me
As I sit back with a thinking cap and a bib on
In a crib, home, whatever you wanna call it
I know my throne just ain't a toilet
And when I'm on it I'll enjoy it


Punch3nello (chorus):

The only way to feed the beast is to starve the hunger,
gourmet food for thought you may have found in a dumpster ...
it's raw and uncut, we do them numbers,
been moving this way ever since we was youngstas
...YEAH!!!
You know we starve the hunger,
gourmet food for thought you may have found in a dumpster…
it's raw and uncut, we do them numbers,
been moving this way ever since we was youngstas
…YEAH!!


Homeboy Sandman:

it's just another day
do me a favor and pick up some rubbers on the way
babe
i do my numbers, choose the numbers i'm gon play
survey the munsters
who cuss with all the strength that they can muster
walking the crusty custard of the creme brûlée
the dessert of the real
my gosh, like something out of a weight watchers meal/
towards the false idols screaming "aye dois mio"
tho it might cost me my survival i don't kneel
my people's hate the po
how they berate the po'
we also hate the pope
we also hate the posers
i suppose that that's an overdose
i'm an adult
i do the do's and i don't do the don'ts
i be the dude
eything i do is dope
and i don't do no dope
and i been named the sultan just as the result
so for your listening enjoyment/ the joys of joining the occult
the stuff that i ain't buying cats be buying in bulk
but when i retire bet my card all in your tire spokes


Punch3nello (chorus):

The only way to feed the beast is to starve the hunger,
gourmet food for thought you may have found in a dumpster ...
it's raw and uncut, we do them numbers,
been moving this way ever since we was youngstas
...YEAH!!!
You know we starve the hunger,
gourmet food for thought you may have found in a dumpster…
it's raw and uncut, we do them numbers,
been moving this way ever since we was youngstas
…YEAH!!


Soarse Spoken (verse 2):

Smoke travel cross the room
turn it a shade of grey
quotes travel cross the room
hitting a straight away
sit in the shade
contemplate life
give back and
send positive vibes
concentrate light
listen
I will light a star
put the world in submission
and I will light a cigar
and excel at what I'm missing
and I've been missing plenty
working a grave shift
nothing short of a slave shift
just to earn a stinking penny so
say it with pride
I have a heart and a soul
I have a part in the whole
and I was made to survive
this world holds no punches take nothing lightly
things fall apart and these things were made nothing like me
I write beauty, something to make loving likely
think about that next time you stay, stay fucking lively
yeah, I gotta feed my passion and starve the hunger
I gotta breath start splashing and carve the lumber like...