Silence

[Intro] (everythings kind of) It's all, It's all too, It's all too --- [Verse 1: Adot] Runnin records on these niggas Open message to these niggas I'm the best, you detest I progress, only livin No see dissin, cause im winning No time left, to leave No rhymes left, rhyme theft Lines leave the fine sex minds Get declined if you behind, open minds Guess who the kids, guess who we is Ace is after peers, apreal(?) ??? Recking laws, reachin recking balls With some jerkers, naw bitch Swaggin on these hoes Since them daddy left a message Here the child in you bitter Batter up, cause we give no fucks Coldest spoken since bethoven Knowing he can focus Talk shit, got this, stalk a bitch Pockets, lift off, rockets Interupt, then we call leaving niggas on they jaws Hoping that we get the gauze Locked in the spot Call the doc Mind is dropped, pops missing lots And we stopping up These niggas not hopping off the hip Doccin in the ----- NEED TO EDIT THIS, NOT COMPLETE-- ~1:31