shit they ain't feeling us that's OK opinions are like asses we all got one when it come to skill yall ain't got none imma drop this track and knock all yall on ya ass bitch I got that gas and you know I be smoking I ain't joking all these Haters be choking ufk gonna lay them up in there grave leave it open so I can spit in there faces then close it I'm the chosen so much ice on my neck I'm frozen so many mcs get broken with these guns we toten but they don't even notice the dro that I'm smoking bitch we so high and we gonna fly in the sky my mind is always on cloud nine when I rhyme I'm in another world lookin for peace at this time I just get a piece of mind when I'm grinding if they continue to fight I'm gonna strike like lighting hand me the knife imma end they life so fast its frightening they need to just open they eyes and they need to realize we gonna redefine these lines and we grind all the time