Tonalità: Eb major•
Verse 1
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I'm sitting on the edge of my mind,
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on the top
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Yeah, these shit's thoughts,
they're sitting on the edge
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of my mind
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First of all, I hate to thank the creator
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for letting me to talk to y 'all
Second of all, I'd like to apologize
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to anybody that gets offended
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But these shit's my thoughts
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I come as I am, you know
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Got a lot on my mind, so I say
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One of my ways of venting is with you
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They say they miss me,
they say they want me back,
they yell hip -hop, they tell me I am not,
I am back,
the way I uplift my people,
no question that I am black,
righteous brother,
mother -in gave me that,
mixed with a crazy cat,
niggas try to crazy strap me in,
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like a psycho for losing it,
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every time I blaze a track,
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but I'm just done with laying back,
so niggas better fall back,
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lay low, relap,
cause time is racing and
my mind is always
Pacing every line I ink is exact
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Marksman talkin',
watch where you walkin'
Every bar is a trap,
it's masslin', nigga
I gotta put us on the mizzap,
I'm past you niggas
It's aliens off the mid -dap,
travelin' Mach speed
So take off those lumberjacks
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and stop tryin' to grow facial hair
Cause you niggas, it's not me
Stop, please
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Let me have my own swag, you hypebeast
A star for all of those who despite me
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The humble Jumbo Rumble
couldn't top my Nike
Conscious when I spit,
don't take that hate and it's likely
Conscious when I spit,
don't take it as you can fight me
Cause I'm Floyd with the gloves on,
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Yusuf with the book in hand
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Rather pass you knowledge
than to kill you with the same hand
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Stoke on my target
and I hope you get the aim fam
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This ain't murder but it is,
this is lyrical genocide
But I'm trying to save the kids,
I see the danger in their eyes
They see where their hero lies,
my arms is out, my back is giant sized
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Come on, let's ride
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This ain't for the faint at heart,
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this ain't for the weak mind
This expensive trip,
this is on peak time
Express, that's the luxury
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Every track is on time
Nothing you can do is touch me
It's worthless trying to rewind
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What I say to the masses completes time
So I'm on top of every hour
Like a BET World Premiere
This is just a little something
To let the world know I'm here
Hip -hop's fine, ain't going nowhere
As long as them palms reach my palms
Speech will make the coolest days
Feel like Palm Beach, hot but breezy
Hop in the booth and drop this easy
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Came from the bottom but
I'm moving up
Yeah, I got this, wheezy
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Word to George, my strut is the same
Hands swing behind me, chest out,
the swag is the same
And I'm quick to curse the honky out
to express my pain
Then let the bonky out on beats
to stink up your brain
But I still maintain the set out wisdom
Give you a little K .Y.,
just enough for you to feel him
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But I need self -identification
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A little alone time, self -observation
It's used to fit in, I'm just feeling
the hatin'
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The bickering about Muslims
shouldn't be rappin'
That's just affiliating
ourselves with Satan
Rather huddle more halal,
I'ma do stout
And let the law judge me
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when I reach past them clouds
Until then,
I grab mics and excite them crowds
Stand back, look at my life and smile
Full of excitement now
A grown man leaving the life of a child
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Montez, I won't let you down
And right now, this is just what's
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Sitting on the edge of my mind all
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the time
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Always
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