The Edge
Why you laughin at me like you see something funny
I'm goin through some grown man stuff no bucks up me
My - chucks is bummy runny nose empty tummy
Cut up clothes very grundgy tell me DOES ANYBODY LOVE ME!!!
No - place of residence I walk on rocky sediments
Lookin for thugs peddlin drugs I need a buzz
It's - hard to sleep on car-board or con-crete
In parks starvin to eat heart partially beats
It's hard to disregard that God revolves in the streets
Watching the scarred shake off the mark of the beast
Excuse me sir, ma'am, can I p-pump yo gas
For a dolla, my throats dry I need something to swalla
Last night was harsh by far food was not evident
Can't get far with eleven cents my stomach tremblin
~Cough--cough~ and now I feel sick
No food warm beer and I'm smokin these brown sticks
~sniff--sniff~ My body's been had a foul stench
It's a 1 in a billion chance I'll get a down chic
It's hard to disregard that God revolves in the streets
Watching the scarred shake off the mark of the beast
The Edge
Copyright © Bakari Wright | Year Posted 2005
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