Lyrics:
words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head, whether you're a fag or les'
Or a homosex', hermaph' or a transvest'
Pants
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
I tried to take you serious but
You think I'm a fooooool
Oooh, I ain't fuckin wit youuuuuu
Cause if I ever caught you up
Ain't no tellin what I'd do
plate
Then I ghost ya
Damn, then I saw you
Like who is that?
Never planed start moving fast
Cruise then crash
Shooting my shot
Cupid shooting back
I've
Liddle bit of this, liddle bit of that
Liddle bit of bricks, Liddle bit of trap
Liddle bit of Pimp, Liddle bit of mac
Yea, I Fuck wit all that
Can u
into watery mirrors in the temple of tunes
Like fanatical radicals who could gawk every move
If the force of the mic was used by a man that was true
With
to the edge, Can't tell me nothin imma mute what you said,
I saw too much and I hold all this pain so I pour some out for my homies dead,
Got a fist full
go faster
If I get to, if I get to
One, two, a thousand, oh man
And I have proof
And I have proof
Jaded with a jagged edge, tell me where the party
Too many nights we spent faded
Hearts edge-jagged like I walked outta heaven
And all the glitters isn't gold babe
You never find love by the way you
you know Lucifer? (Nah)
Well, you're about to meet him, motherfucker
(Who's the man with the master plan?)
A nigga wit' a motherfuckin' gun
back the fuck for you end up talking yo the rocket
Imma walk to yo grand mama crib Wit a forty all up in my pocket
I was skrrting down memory lane
Yield
[Chorus]
Ooohhh! When I come through, who’s tryna boo, wanna judge like they knew?
Punk! You don’t know me! No!
You don’t know me! Oh!
You don’t
on the edge I'm sittin'
Hoping that this game don't push me
All you want is fame and pussy
All you get is shame and misery
Miss me wit that beta thinkin'
I been
the victim
Lies is convoluted
Why am abused by pigs who hide behind this crooked sytem
You bout' to witness the illest
A million niggas will feel this
And feel
to the whispers, I catch em and it's on sight
You must be smokin on that mid but im top dog and that's on life
And that's a promise jagged edge I'm the butcher
a periscope, and take flight to the edge of night
To far heights so dark that even wit a bright light
You couldn't see a spark of light
While others play
on the edge
Poppin seals living life on the edge
Roll up a blunt and take a shot to the head
Never change I’ll be that way till I’m dead
You can judge me from
make you talk with a lisp In a cell never I was always in a ditch
Spitting that underground flow from the cis And you know who it is What it do silly
I slip wit, a chocolate dike ghetto thing sweet, we going to pop tonight, bon apatite
[Chorus:]
Do you know who I am? And she says
La lalala I
singin
to her like Jagged Edge But my tooth straight Her friends askin' when's the due date
I Grip up On It, sippin' Deuce
She the one, We Playing Uno
We
Is the curse of these hideous witches
Hittin' hoes wit, 44?s and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four
Wounds hit you like a hit will blow
Every
don't want it
But by midnight you be stayin' wit' me, layin' with' me
She playin' games, but I got the cheat codes
And with a girl who fine like mine,
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