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another nigga take my tracks and re re-route it
I truck more styles, like my Yukon I puke on
The rest of these niggaz, trying to contest

Hold up, who's
no matter what it was we were side-by-side.
You know the type you see getting it in a 
photo booth, matching shirts, flea market, photo shoots.
feat. Jagged Edge, Twista
It's two a.m. in the morning and it uhh..
light showers and you're probably hookin up with that girl
that's been,
I couldn't kick it like this

[Chorus]

[Jagged Edge and Fundisha]
I want to thank you
For making me
Who I am
And puttin' me
Where I need
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, y'all.
Busta Rhymes in the place to be.
So So Def, Flip Mode, J.D., Jagged Edge, check it

We keeps it hot to def, you
petals at my feet man!
They want to spoil me, treating me like royalty,
What I'm supposed to do? It's such a sweet thing
Work that track, whip 'em like
The Biggie duets (Uh)
Jazze Phizzle (phizzle phizzle)
Jagged Edge
Biggie Smalls
Ladies and gentlemen...

I go, on and on and on and 
Don't
by the edge of the track
And like a son of a jackal
I'm a leader of the pack but 
Every Saturday night
I felt the fever grow
Do ya know what it's
by the edge of the track
And like a son of a jackal
I'm a leader of the pack -- but --
Every Saturday night

I felt the fever grow
Do ya know
tossing in my sleep
And in the middle of a red-eyed dream
I see you coming
Coming on to give it to me

I was out on the prowl down by the edge of the track
no matter what it was we were side-by-side.
You know the type you see getting it in a 
photo booth, matching shirts, flea market, photo shoots.
by the edge of the track
And like a son of a jackal
I'm a leader of the pack but 
Every Saturday night
I felt the fever grow
Do ya know what it's
by the edge of the track
And like a son of a jackal
I'm a leader of the pack but 
Every Saturday night
I felt the fever grow
Do ya know what it's
throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!
They want to spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
what I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang
Work that track
resurrect the dance floor like I'm Lazaryth from the cabinet

I bring it to the edge where the mics and the DJ's
Be hanging off the ledge, they fall, they
I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By del rio's song.......oh, del rio
Del rio's
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who

Hit it, did
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who

Hit it, did
upon holy down of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack
So I decided to bite down on the mic
So the pain
punks play the floor, it's raw and hardcore
Hotter than a meteor, scorching ego's
Fake ho, gangsters and super heroes
Cops pull me over like you under
cut something)
Is that what they saying?
(Cut something, cut something)
(Cut something on the low-low)

[Ludacris]
Check it out
Cut a nigga for
ain't got a prayer and his days are numbered
And you'll track him down like a dog
But it's a tough customer you're gettin' in this trade
'Cause
Edge of sanity  
Edge of sanity  
Edge of sanity  
Edge of sanity  

I'm sittin up North, and doin' three to nine 
And it feels like my whole life
The Biggie duets (Uh)
Jazze Phizzle (phizzle phizzle)
Jagged Edge
Biggie Smalls
Ladies and gentlemen...

I go, on and on and on and 
Don't
[Number two]

[Verse Two: The RZA]
Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge..
..hammer,