Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On The Edge, artist - WoodieDate of issue: 07.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On The Edge |
| Feel the weight on my shoulders, put yourself in my shoes |
| Before you past judgment upon the choices I choose |
| I’m just a man with a gun in hand protecting what I love |
| With a deadly alter plan to persevere and stay above |
| Cause at any time the walls can come tumbling down |
| And knock you off the top of the ladder back down to the ground |
| And now you’re back to point A with a strike against you |
| And society don’t like you though they might pretend to |
| It ain’t right what men do but dam it’s reality |
| And I’ma do the best I can to not become a casualty |
| And stand up for my faculty at any time required |
| Hammers cocked back gripped the devil ain’t getting fired |
| Just another buried sin till my life comes to an end |
| Lost my feeling for remorse around the age of nine to ten |
| Then gave up half my soul when I lost my closest friend |
| To his brother who went from youngest to oldest then |
| Everyday and every night of my life! |
| My sanity is standin' on the edge lookin' over the ledge |
| While mama prays I fight to keep my mind right! |
| Sleepin' with my lead under my head quick to hop out the bed |
| And point and aim at every noise in the night! |
| Pacin' my house 'til sunlight in my armored vest, boxers, socks and cortez |
| Been infected by life’s poisonous bite! |
| Since I left a man spread, full of lead, fled and left him for dead |
| Show a little mercy Lord |
| You did drop us in the middle of some dirty wars |
| I know lucifer but still I give my love to you |
| Please understand my actions stem from what these judges do |
| In '98 when blackbird died yeah I cried |
| In '99 again I cried after Raymond died |
| For several years shed so many tears they dried up |
| Pain manifested to anger that keeps me fired up |
| Yeah I smile and crack jokes when I’m with the homies |
| But when alone I’m in a zone where few would wanna know me |
| I’m murder prone every time I step outside my home |
| Law enforcement I despise make 'em taste their own |
| Bad medicine they force on citizens everyday |
| Kidnap 'em, lock 'em in a cage watch 'em beg and pray |
| Humiliate 'em strip 'em butt naked bend 'em over |
| Make 'em cough 4 times for the fallen soldiers |
| Use their billy club to break their bones how they do us |
| Then shock 'em with their tazer gun while restrained in cuffs |
| Pepper spray their eyes blind and their throat 'til they can’t breathe |
| Then let 'em die slowly knowin' that they can’t leave |
| To finish up use their own gun to shoot 'em in the gut |
| Releasin' acid from their stomach that’ll eat 'em up |
| And to anybody questionin' my way of thinkin' |
| Obviously haven’t smelled the death these demonz reepin' |
| Everyday and every night of my life! |
| My sanity is standin' on the edge lookin' over the ledge |
| While mama prays I fight to keep my mind right! |
| Sleepin' with my lead under my head quick to hop out the bed |
| And point and aim at every noise in the night! |
| Pacin' my house 'til sunlight in my armored vest, boxers, socks and cortez |
| Been infected by life’s poisonous bite! |
| Since I left a man spread, full of lead, fled and left him for dead |