and making his eyes as wide as saucers he cried out, "of course" with all the hours spent looking up it never crossed his mind to veer straight ahead
know what I mean? Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga, what? I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin' to
'bout yourself and I'd like to tell it to you There was a child with big brown eyes which became dim and blind by the truth When he was older he lost
sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute. put down that rag simpering, callow and morose who
my bitches Yo, check it, uh huh It's kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, contemplating on
heat down on the street, looking for some fun Hold out, it's not too late take my revenge Hold on and get it straight Living on the edge man on a mission
deadly on revival And it's vital to my basic instinct That all wack mcs become extinct Because we on the brink or, should I say the edge Like a schizophrenic with seventeen personalities walkin' on
on me, yeah Lost soul on the road to Hell Wind up the motor and ring the bell No stopping now The pain's coming down on me, yeah Straight time on the
somethin' farther from gettin' bail Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin' trials Horrified, and keep on
what they say I guess it's really sad To never get across I looked into the eyes The same as before But I just got lost Get on board
me straight to the edge I can't close my eyes, I can't really hide I have to meet my fate Within I see the eternal wheel of life rolls on and on The
' bail Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin' trials Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin
the dust of angels leeds you straight to hell To play the game you must pay the cost But you'll be long gone before you're lost Then you'll be trapped
you straight to hell To play the game you must pay the cost But you'll be long gone before you're lost Then you'll be trapped in a giant web And some
problem you can stop It's rock n' roll I read it on a wall It went straight to my head It said "Dance to the tension Of a world on edge" We got racial
her tight [ guitar ] I'm making memories on balconies Sombreros they fit me fine I know that pretty soon I'll honeymoon With that sweet chiquita of mine Out on the edge
's coming to you Chorus: Hey, I'm Psychoschizophrenia Thunderstorms evolving inside of me, Straight jacket quick and swallow the key, My sanity lives on the edge
Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me I curse so much just to get on they nerves