Lyrics The Edge - K Brock

This beat is sounding like mask off
Was made for Nas
K Brock the key
You got the ignition
Hit the exhaust
I'm driving faster on his ass
But it's just one lane
How the fuck am I supposed to pass the whole game
I pass it 40 down the field
Then I find the edge
Edge of sanity
Morality
Or just the end
No idea
But I'll find out soon
Thought I'm on the edge
But really I'm the man upon the moon
While I

Praise for climbing
And the rise of the streets
Put surprise right in the eyes of defeat
I'm walking on the
Praise for buddha
Not the shooters it brings
Fuck a looter and the pain that he sings
I'm walking on the edge

History repeats itself
It's like a fucking heartbeat
Another one in a million
Just like the star fleet
I Captain Kirk on your ass
And kick you to the edge
The heat
Feel like regret
You're dripping sweat
Make an ocean out of waves that you've swept
Have self respect
They don't want you thinking
That their debt is just a fucking mind state
Politicians so twisted
Can't even think straight
That's the sign to rise up
And take the whole plate
Fuck a steak and buddha palms
Better eat your lucky charms
Cause you're going to need your luck
Like when we go and take up arms
This a revolution song
Bring your heat
Been on the edge too long
I'm bringing streets
And lighting bongs bitch

Praise for climbing
And the rise of the streets
Put surprise right in the eyes of defeat
I'm walking on the
Praise for buddha
Not the shooters it brings
Fuck a looter and the pain that he sings
I'm walking on the edge