You’re being strangled in the fiend angle
clean angle, ride the beat stable, let the piece fade you
rest in peace may you, when I come to repay you
Revenge is sweet like tree maple
you’re unloyal nigga, be faithful
it’ll be fateful when your meat’s cradled
leak tomato on the street lay you
not to be anal but your weak fables ain’t deep, slay you
and let the .38 long Steambay you
-Roc Marciano
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