would rather be a hanging on Chorus Livin' on the edge Livin' on the edge Livin' on the edge Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Chorus Livin' on the edge
me bailin to stacks more green; Gods ain't tryin to be trapped on no block slangin no rocks like bean pies Brainstorm on the beginnin Wonder how s**t
keep from going under [Verse 2:] Standing on the front stoop Hangin out the window Watching all the cars go by Roaring as the breezes blow Crazy lady, livin
limit Livin' right out on the edge of the world. I recall on summer night at a party We were sophomores hangin' out by the lake I got off on some wine
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor
to spit on, you best get on Before things start to happen and I lose my calm 'Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah) Smoking on a kush weed,
my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw Hear them say: ?You want some more?" livin' on a seesaw
(96th and Spellman) 12th street, Vernon (Queensbridge) The pub, the hill (Long island City) The thugs (Thugs everywhere) It's real, the love (Organized crime) Livin' life on the edge
this female they dont know about Suckas be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house (Chruncy Black) Mystic Styles in my head as I smoke on
limit Livin' right out on the edge of the world I recall one summer night at a party We were sophomores hangin' out by the lake I got off on some wine
What's the time?"* It's time to get paid in the nine-two G Recession never stopped a nigga like me I'm breakin no laws but I'm livin on edge Puttin
We got a new groove on this scene And nobody's gonna stop me from livin out my dreams I hear your talkin shit about a punching bag But who was around
globe Leavin scents where we step back and hold our own Hold that zone, it won't be long, we keep it pushin Livin on the edge and ain't lookin for no
times (What'd she do?) pull out a twenty two and shot him in the head [Chorus] I knew a brother named D Livin' on the edge Made
lift your fist Yo, c'mon We livin' life close to the edge, don't push But this ain't eighty-three and it's not the cold crush It's kids on the street
rains hailin' Got me bailin' to stacks more green Gods ain't tryin' to be trapped on no block slangin' No rocks like bean pies brainstorm on the beginnin
