Picture Roc Marciano a NY thoroughbred inserting a token into a Phone Booth, back when quarters were the asking price for a 5 minute toll. And if you produced a second quarter in the allotted time you could hog the joint for another ten or so minutes. On the receiving end Knxwledge impersonates a bail bondsman and Marci sets off running never to be seen again.
The phone call lasts just under four minutes, so the 2nd coin gets slotted back into his change purse, only to be wagered over a loose cigarette at the next interval. For those who can't fathom a registered pimp like Roc Marciano showing any semblance of mercy, think again. His 4-minute beat tape with bedroom producer Knxwledge explores a world of breathtaking anachronisms over beats that would never pass the cutting room of conventional hip-hop. They have one thing in common within this anatomical shell: they'd much rather offer the wedding party an exotic fruit basket than hand over an envelope stuffed with dough.
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