Lyrics:
seems we bumping heads
I guess they deaf to what I'm saying
I'm on Jagged Edge
Still I want to teach
Self love, self appreciation,
Know yoself, yeah you
now
I'm taking the edge
Outside balling and we spray rounds
Let me paint a picture for you
Foreign clothes cars bitches up now
Keep getting distracted
lives every time I try to drink wine
Caught up on the jagged edges
Now you can get some sort of measure as to where my head is
I need your presence
I
certified by the ogs hoes coming over in heels
Rick James shit fuck yo couch nigga
Hoe open up your blouse show me them titties
My city hold the torch ms
The car screeched in the sand and dust heard a noise - just a car outside
Metallic blue turned red with rust pulled in close by the building's side
In
man "Ask Carlos"
Now they ask how much man's car cost
Drive-by ting
Aim for your head and convert 'em with your hard-top
Your leg's sick, your heart
to court drama wasn't likely
I nicked scrimis like a chemist
Cookin up a pan like the Witch Doctor
Stroll beside cha like a thousand volts
Over the edge
We make our start in the predawn dark
Braving damp early April cold
Loading the blackened harp in the back of the car
Then edge it out onto the road
the car
My friend orders another drink
And then...
On the razors edge
Drunk P.I.Z. is on the stage
Lele Dust rocks on
S.H. takes his sticks
And Umbo Dust
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
stool, hanging out the window
Watching all the cars go by as the wind blows
A crazy lady, livin' in the bag
Eating out the garbage used to be a baddie
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be
The light, it breaks the edge of time
The rise to set the line between our lives
Show me the way to get the best image of you
The dream forseen that
believe
Can I have some pussy, bitch please?
Can I get some pussy? I'm begging
All of my friends some felons
Shorty told me I'm the devil
Jagged edge we
Walking like a stranger, I am free for the night
Here in this void, I am down for the ride
Drowning in the open, on the edge of my life
See, how you
(that's real)
I ain't bragging about the money, I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank account
Or the bank amounts
I'm a businessman but don't
Been living life like it's almost over
Having no time all the time
I know they say that's what you're supposed to do
But it's got me on edge, not
it safer inside your room
On the edge of the city
Just you in your state of mind
It's the only place you feel alive
And I'm distracted by a TV show
Do
all ways escape closer
Never spar drove the car to
The edge of the tar with intentions to scar
Shooting motherfuckerss to Allah
And now I'm back
wanna steal your soul
I wanna gain the confidence
That only new people can show
I wanna get in my car
Drive to the edge of the world
cnd maybe then I'll
You and Me
Parked out by the sea
The cliffs are steep
Oh, but the water's looking deep
You say wanna jump over the edge
Get outta my head
Our car is
Made a call to a client, he must've had his cell off
A show-off, he has the same bite but fell off
I tell off the bat, from science to pure facts
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