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I'm on the verge of commitin murder
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My girl is gettin on my last nerve and I don't wanna hurt her
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She wants me to get a job
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I get harassed cause I'm laying on my ass like a big slob
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But everywhere I go, I get rejected
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They won't hire a motherfucker with a jail record
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So the least I could do, is look presentable
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But I'm labelled by the city as a criminal
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They won't give me no slack Jack
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And I got one strike against me already because my skin is black
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See I'm irrelevant to Help Wanted signs
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And they wonder why niggaz commit crimes
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My girl pays the rent gas and light
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Goes to class at days and works at night
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I'm trying to get some money I can hand to her
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But I ain't with bein a motherfuckin janitor
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Plus I got my little nigga
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And I'm tryin my best to be the right kind of father figure
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But my hands is startin to shake
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I'm tryin to hold my head because I'm reachin for the thirty-eight
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I pick it up, man fuckit
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I gotta go out and hit the street and get some ducats
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Lookin for somethin to hit
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I throw on my hood, cause I'm about to do some stupid shit
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I step in the Seven-Eleven
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Come fast with the cash or get your ass sent to heaven
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He must hit the alarm, cause I'm perspirin
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cause now I'm hearin motherfuckin sirens
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I tried to run out, three thousand decent
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Next thing I know, I'm sittin in a fuckin precinct
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for tryin to feed a family
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I need rubber balls, cause I'm fallin off the edge of sanity
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Edge of Sanity (2X)
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What a fucked up night
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And I'm mad because the cop put on the handcuffs too fuckin tight
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Central Bookin is where they sent me
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So they could take a couple of pictures after they fingerprint me
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Then they put me in a cell
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And it was all full of niggaz that was dirty and stinkin as hell
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Four hours passed already, so now I'm yawnin
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And I'm hopin to see the judge in the mornin
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Finally they call my name and I get up with speed
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to appear before the judge, and make a plead
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I saw the judge, he was a brother
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He said, "How do you plead?" I said, "Not guilty, motherfucker!"
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Then I got kicked out of court, sent to the Island
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where they got all of these young brothers wildin
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And all I seen was teenagers
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And brothers just slicin one another with straight razors
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I saw this nigga, he was stone tall
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I said, "Yo, I gotta make this motherfuckin phone call"
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He said, "These whores are mine, and you ain't widdit"
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and put his face all up in mine, so I hit it
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C.O.'s came, niggaz started to zing
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Now I gotta do about three days in the bank
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I did my time and now I'm back from my vacation
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Right on track, they put me back in populations
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I got dressed, and hit the mess hall
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Then when I came back, FINALLY I got to make my phone call
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My girl is bringin out the man in me
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Cause she's yellin and shit, while I'm hangin on the edge of sanity
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Edge of Sanity (4X)
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I'm sittin Up North, and doin three to nine
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And it feels like my whole life is bein left behind
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I'm goin crazy in this place
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And I'm countin the days, cause I'm about to be a mental case
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My little son is gettin bigger
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And he picked up the phone one day and thought I was some other nigga
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Yeah that bitch is tryin to play me like a sucker
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Cause on the down and low I heard another nigga fucked her
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Now homicide is on my mind
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for knowin that this bitch is at home, screwin while I'm doin time
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And the nigga that's hittin the skins
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is a bold motherfucker cause he's one of my own friends
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But that's alright cause I got somethin for they asses
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And when I see him I'ma smash his fuckin glasses
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Livin in hell but now my blood is gettin cold
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Two months later, I got released on parole
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So now I'm rollin colder than a blizzard
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I got some iron from my man and went to pay the stupid bitch a visit
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I'm ringin the bell like hell
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Oh nobody's home huh? So I kicked it til the shit fell
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Stepped in the house with my finger on the trigger
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Butter ass nigga stuttered, "Wha-wha-what's up nigga?"
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My bitch was scared, cause she knew that I was steamin
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She ran her ass to the back and started screamin
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*one shot fired* to the body *two shots fired* to the head
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*one shot fired* put the barrel in his mouth, makin sure he's dead
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And the police ain't cannin me
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inside a cell, cause I just fell off the edge of sanity
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Edge of Sanity (2X)
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Edge of Sanity
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| Kool G Rap and DJ Polo |
