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Mystikal |
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Miscellaneous |
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The Edge of the Blade |
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[Intro:] [Mystikal] |
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Man I got something to tell you |
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I don't know how to explain it |
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But I'm different (crazy) |
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Naaaaa....aight |
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I'm, I'm, I'm not like you |
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I'm not like others |
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It's like I've been here before |
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[Verse 1] |
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504 is the domain I don't sang |
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My rhyme go bang |
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Nigga, ain't in the place get a flame and ya act like propane |
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No sweat, no blood, no pain, no gain (Blade) |
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No cards, no deal, no dice, no game, no thangs |
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I'm givin you bitches something vicious |
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Now I'm partin the pieces like porcelain dishes |
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I'm dirty |
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I get all the way down in the ground witch |
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WHAT |
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Memorize, take a picture, nigga write a book, I don't give a fuck |
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I'm blended bile, ground rip up |
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Darem here |
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They down to give up |
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Nigga you underneath, me out my entrance |
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Off by inches I can count a hundred thousand pennies |
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Help me center |
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Look at that, look at that, look at that, get back |
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I get that respect like that gatlin bitch whats happen |
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I rip tracks and pop tables |
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I'm so popular they just got the rock I spread |
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Time I got a blunt what I said (Blade) |
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I gets pride cus I'm from round where the crocodiles play |
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(singing) ??? gonna be none that |
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I make em' say |
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Aww give it to me don't be that way |
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I'm tellin ya from cuttin ya tellin what the music |
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I've been doin this shit |
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I'm highly trained on how to use it |
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Start checkin somebody bout the prospective |
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Passes are selective maximum effectiveness |
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Brain celftic |
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Brown completic |
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It just don't get no ??? |
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I'll perfect it |
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Yall niggas couldn't pop a rubber band on my parade |
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Choppin and slicin with the edge of the blade |
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[Chorus:] The blade [x 24] |
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[clip from movie] |
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[Blade:] There are worse things out tonight than vampires |
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[Girl:] Like what? |
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[Blade:] Like me |
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[Verse 2] |
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I turn a sucka into supper |
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Got suffer |
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Mighta hada enough |
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Thats why I cus (come on fucker) |
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I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired |
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They can't hide from the pain cus the noise don't stop |
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They don't stand a ghost of a chance but the try |
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One side of my mind tell me to get the other say let em' ride |
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Even when a couple of hundred years gone by |
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They still gonna bite and I'm still gonna fly |
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Yes....five fingers around their necks |
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I'll run through your back and come out your chest |
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You movin to fast you forgot to pace your self |
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Aww shit here it comes nigga brace your self |
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Oh my goodness |
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Don't worry I'ma getcha no matter how I put it |
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Imitates, I'm limit, tall limit, tell it (Blade) |
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Let me finish hedgehog and answer fella |
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You would if you could but you dont get up off |
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And I'm the hand on tha hammer on the nail in the coffin |
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I'm marchin to a different drummer |
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At the head of the parade |
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I'm the edge of the blade |
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[Chorus x32] |
