On Edge (Album Version) Lyrics

Standing on the edge wondering if i could fly

Worst thing that happens if I try

Best case scenario if I survive

I'll be goddamned if I let them see me die

This ain't a suicide

I dream deeper, mom and pops mixed me with Rick James and reefer WHAT A SET OFF!!

Take the vest off cause I'm aiming for your head

I gotta lay it down I made my bed

I ain't trying to be hard, but I'm guilty as charged

Manifest your dreams in a desert that's a mirage

In triage for a bruised ego

Feeling like I been fouled and I'm owed a free throw

But the ref ain't call it so I gotta get brolic

Make these kids scream like a baby with colic

We Explored and frolicked in a land that's foreign

Bringing back the savage land it's the return of Sauron

Flowed like James Gordon, a man without conviction

Fiendin' for the fame it's a hell of an addiction

But what I use it for is some that's missing

Hit the street 4 Da GRIEK and fill this prescriptions

Standing on the edge wondering if i could fly

Worst thing that happens if I try

Best case scenario if I survive

I'll be goddamned if I let them see me die

This ain't a suicide

Live now, my nigga live now

You ain't promised many years now

Put in the time get on the grind to get every thing you need

Be Mr Fantastic stretch out like Reed

Richards, Prior to me being biased

Of how we got here get frustrated and violent

It's a hell of a climate for injustice and greed

I'm just trying to spread love and invoke the peace

I'll kill 4 Da GRIEK but does that make me wicked?

I'm all about love but violate and get it

Naked I was stripped cold and merciless

I promise you there's a hell that worse than this

Don't know what my purpose but I don't die here

The tormented solider raps metal gear

The heart of a culture transparent and clear

The brave and the bold I've embraced my fears

Standing on the edge wondering if i could fly

Worst thing that happens if I try

Best case scenario if I survive

I'll be goddamned if I let them see me die

This ain't a suicide

Standing on the edge all my heroes are dead

My pops and grandfather, Stan Lee my Uncle

Tupac, Biggie, Kurt Cobain

I'm the Mc the embraces the pain

But in a lane fueled by mental health

Self medicate like Red and Meth

How High? So high that I can kiss the sky

How sick so sick that I could slit my wrist

But I ain't Robin Williams but my nigga I feel him

Chester Bennington or a shot from a Remington

Nipsey Hustle's killer Michael Jackson's Doctor

The city of angels Kobe Bryant's helicopter

On pills for suicide like it's birth control

But these pills deduct life is it birth control?

I don't want to die, I just want you to know

It's hard moving forward with a tortured soul