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On The Edge Songtext
von Wreck the System

On The Edge Songtext

Standing close to the edge of this
I′m bout to blow like terrorists
Justified by my arrogance
I'm not the one you wanna fair against
Laboratory experiment
Rebellious Black American
On mama, I serve trauma
Your ass gon′ need a therapist

I'm prepared again, up in the air again
The fanfare is in clearing than Claritin
It's crystal to me and I′m prepared to win
With riots rivaling Ferguson
I ain′t becoming a casualty
Of no society, y'all trying me
Got the Wrecking Crew mobbed behind me
With leather vests and no ID


Hanging on by a thread, man
We still on the edge of glory
Yet I stay on my guard
Cuz some of y′all predatory
See you matches get incensed
The minute we tell our story
Scream on incels like Sindel
The hell out our territory!

OG's my alias
Nothing you doin′ is breaking us
Charmed that y'all hating us
I′m armed like Octavius
Doc Ock with a Glock cocked
Spit the Venom that will surely kill 'em
Flyer than that Green Goblin
Me and my niggas, we straight mobbin'


(Hook)
When I say I ain′t falling yet
You say "LET′S FLY!"
May be standing on the edge
But we'll take it to the sky
When I say I ain′t falling yet
You say "LET'S FLY!"
I am jumpin′ off the edge
But it's not my time to die
So you say (LET′S FLY)
So you say (LET'S FLY)
So you say (LET'S FLY)
It is not our time to die
So you say (LET′S FLY)
So you say (LET′S FLY)
So you say (LET'S FLY)
So we′ll take it to the sky

Band spinning records more than batons
And mob larger than Comic-Con
Kick they ass like Krav Maga
Have them coil-over like car shocks
We are not the crew to double-cross
See a side of me you never saw
Y'all keep on tripping, then your existence
Will end up missing like Sora′s mom

Quite the showman, rap's omen
Master Ronin, train like a Shonen
All alone, all in my flow
Ain′t losing focus, I'm straight zonin'
Heavy crown, you couldn′t hold it
Sick of y′all, my diagnosis
Bring the smoke like a locomotive
Rest in peace to my opponents!

No matter the opponent
Whether thick, thin or pimpled skin/
You false kings ain't siring shit
When you stay impotent
Can′t knock this topic back and forth
Like we at Wimbledon
Won't entertain this den of snakes
Just to make sibilance

And at the end of the day
We′re making plays and it's militant
Final boss status
Fly around like I′m Gideon
Ain't no permission needed
Break 'em down like a dividend
If I ever fall, it′s with style
Viva La Resistance!

(Hook)
When I say I ain′t falling yet
You say "LET'S FLY!"
May be standing on the edge
But we′ll take it to the sky
When I say I ain't falling yet
You say "LET′S FLY!"
I am jumpin' off the edge
But it′s not my time to die
So you say (LET'S FLY)
So you say (LET'S FLY)
So you say (LET′S FLY)
It is not our time to die
So you say (LET′S FLY)
So you say (LET'S FLY)
So you say (LET′S FLY)
So we'll take it to the sky!

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