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Close To The Edge
Jelly Roll
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There's only so much pressure a man can take
Before he just snaps
And perhaps, I've reached that level of pressure
Ever since my record's spinning, everybody calling me with a fucking opinion
Tell me, where was your opinion when we wasn't winning?
When we were losing in the bottom of the ninth inning?
These streets are getting crazy, it's kill or be killed
They said this next tape will never top deal or no deal
Yeah, I fuck with Lil Wayne, but I don't be in that man face
I spend a lot of time building my own fucking fan base
They want the old Jelly back, how much can this man take?
Before I go broke, so they just live like I'm pancake
And every verse is hard, now they say that it's incredible (incredible)
But I'm the same me, bitch, don't put me on the pedestal
Smile on my face, but I feel I'm going crazy
I was doing better when I pissed off up Lauren and Baby
I remember CCA, I was sitting in H-Unit
All I want to do is come home and make music
I think I'm close to the edge
(K-k-k-k-kill or be killed)
(It was just deal or no deal)
I think I'm close to the edge
(Just and old Jelly, Jelly J-jelly)
I think I'm close to the edge
(Bring street shit back-back, back-back)
I think I'm close to the edge
('Cause I run the county like this, where we ain't give a fuck)
I think I'm close to the edge
A lot of people talkin', I hear a lot of things
Some people want me to sing (sing)
Some people want me to scream (scream)
Some people said they wanna bring the street shit back
Ain't no glory in the fact that I keep that strap
Yeah, I fix that pack, get caught in the tail shit
You better believe that, I done been in the still, bitch
Yeah, I go and grab my pistol before I put my pants on
And I promise one thing, I'll never make a dance song
See, I don't do the doggy, and I don't play the soldier boy
I'm the captain of the ship they goin' over board
Radio won't play it 'cause I'm cursing too much
Well, sit down, counselor, bitch-
I think I'm close to the edge
(K-k-k-k-kill or be killed)
(It was just deal or no deal)
I think I'm close to the edge
(Just and old Jelly, Jelly J-jelly)
I think I'm close to the edge
(Bring street shit back-back, back-back)
I think I'm close to the edge
('Cause I run the county like this, where we ain't give a fuck)
I think I'm close to the edge
Yeah, they say I'm very nice, right? (Right?)
Shoutout to Sonny Paradise, psych
Now they wanna call 'cause I run the county back
They swear they ain't give a fuck about me
Tell me calm down, man, it's just entertainment
I'm just sayin' that I ain't even wanna be famous
I did this for work, I did this for drug
And I did this 'cause I kinda still owe the plug
Wish I could work at all, then go back to serve
I would never rap again, man, fuck these verses
They tell me calm down 'cause they know that I'm spiritual
I'm spiritual, so every single night, I pray for miracles
These rappers aren't lyrical, they just throw subliminals
They ain't been to jail before, they are not criminals
My position's pivotal, sick of all this ridicule
Their buttons are minuscule, they just don't-
I think I'm close to the edge
(K-k-k-k-kill or be killed)
(It was just deal or no deal)
I think I'm close to the edge
(Just and old Jelly, Jelly J-jelly)
I think I'm close to the edge
(Bring street shit back-back, back-back)
I think I'm close to the edge
('Cause I run the county like this, where we ain't give a fuck)
I think I'm close to the edge
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