to live. I'm hanging on a ledge, push straight over the edge. Grow up and be a man. Drop dead, right where I stand. I'm hanging on a ledge, push straight over the edge
hard to live I'm hanging on a ledge, push straight over the edge Grow up and be a man Drop dead right where I stand I'm hanging on a ledge, push straight over the edge
Übersetzung: Hole. Over The Edge.
so hard to live I'm hanging on a ledge, push straight over the edge Grow up and be a man Drop dead right where I stand I'm hanging on a ledge, push straight over the edge
I'm about to face is a tragedy 'Cause he got the best of me So many deputies Watching over me And I'm saying now [Bridge:] Imagine if you were close to the edge
1 wen dem ah gual a get mad say dem wah grind pon de edge she a gone she lift up de skirt and ah bonce on de ramp bend over touch de floor gual wine
but that's not unusual But the way that I'm feeling's, becoming usual I guess you could say The clouds are moving away [Joe Budden - talking over Chorus
close Got some .45 slugs make a nigga eat those If not leave a nigga with some deep holes Throws his body in a deep hole Never fuck with no creep hoes
cannot feel Searching for glory So that to be reminded Fighting to death The great war?s about to explode This is the chance for me to rise From this darkened hole
the roller-bladers giving head used condoms float on the river edge's head Wouldn't it be lovely wouldn't it be lovely I got a hole in my heart the
nigga) Gangsta [DOGG] The definition of a gangsta nigga See me in my physical form, when I squeeze my lucky draw So many lives are in hole My word is
with me is what I really regret. If I play my cards right, life will you let me win? I dug this hole now I'm diggin out to start over again. I
of ya'll dudes rollin' with stress Come and see me, son, you know the address 10304 block work, first homey, show me the checks Hood crooks living over the edge
me down the hole Don?t send me down the hole Don?t send me down the hole Which way will it go go?
roller-bladers giving head Used condoms float on the river edge's head Wouldn't it be lovely Wouldn't it be lovely I got a hole in my heart the size
night We in for life, under the lights but I'm outta sight When I write sometimes I wonder if it's outta spite I like livin' on the edge, tippin' strippers
