Until now, I waited for the right time to sample the newest edition of Beat Detectives’ Earthly dynasty of personal gallery. And A-game has been brought. I’m not sure if it’s a slime moment or panic of being lost after-hours in the fun-house. Less stature. Incredible mental thoughts bursting like bubbles on the mind in noxious clouds that lick flame when gassed. Swallowing so much spit. Off my sleeping wife hates this sound right now, I know it. But NYPD Records Volume One is the perfect start to a promising series. Keep the ACAB strong. Arrest all ego when necessary. Failure to commit means the tiger-paw:
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