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	Current version of Shyne Lyrics Edge (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/shyne/edge/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 1 of Shyne Lyrics Edge (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/shyne/edge/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics
1	Uh uh, uh, uh						[Verse 1]	1
2	Ayo, Mac 10's and fake friends						Uh uh, Uh, Uh	2
3	Lawyers little game homicide 25 with the fuckin' nigga face 'em						Ayo, mac 10s and fake friends	3
4	But I'm still trill, still holdin'						Lawyers little game homicide 25 with	4
5	Rollin' gully until I'm froze, close in a box with a bomb in fluid						the fucking nigga face 'em	5
6							But I'm still trill, still holdin	6
7	Veins pumpin' ice						Rollin gully until I'm froze, close in	7
8	First some 15 keep that kin' pumpin' right						a box with a bomb in fluid	8
1							Veins pumpin ice	1
2							First some 15 keep that king pumping right	2
	Hard white, cold cash						Hard white, cold cash
9	Hold fast, fold fast, through the city so gas, no ass						Hold fast, fold fast, through the city so gas	9
10	Straight head bitch, I'm one from the feds						No ass	10
11							Straight head bitch, I'm one a from the feds	11
	Fuck comma raps, same G and canna						Fuck comma raps, same G and canna
	All I got in this world is my fifth dick and nana						All I got in this world is my fifth dick and nana
	Gangsta mannerism lyrical vandalism						Gangsta mannerism lyrical vandalism
12	Niggaz be burnin' up their gums until the fuckin' hammers hit 'em						Niggaz be burnin up their gums until	12
13							the fucking hammers hit 'em	13
	Who need help?						Who need help?
14	Well, until then I'ma take that mac off the shelf						Well until then I'ma take that mac off the shelf	14
15	And hold the fuckin' street hostage						and hold the fucking street hostage	15
16	Blowin' smoke out my nostril						Blowing smoke out my nostril	16
	Every breath is a step to a non-time in death						Every breath is a step to a non-time in death
3							[Hook 2X]	3
	I wanna know where to go						I wanna know where to go
	Need a place in my mind I can rest						Need a place in my mind I can rest
17	'Cause this time is runnin' out for my flesh						Cause this time is running out for my flesh	17
	Dried up, sittin' in a chair fried up						Dried up, sittin' in a chair fried up
18	I wanna know where to go						[Verse 2]	18
19	Need a place in my mind I can rest						You know me;               I don't need no introduction in this	19
1	'Cause this time is runnin' out for my flesh							1
2	Dried up, sittin' in a chair fried up							2
3								3
4	You know me, I don't need no introduction in this							4
	Big gun, big dick, half of a meal on the wrist						Big gun, big dick, half of a meal on the wrist
20	Sittin' in my continental thinkin' about potential connects						Sittin in my continental thinkin'	20
4							about potential connects	4
	I live in all, just pencil the best						I live in all, just pencil the best
5								5
	Parts of the live of a quintessential hustler						Parts of the live of a quintessential hustler
	When I pull a slide back						When I pull a slide back
	Motherfuckers be hoppin' their faces don't get left open						Motherfuckers be hoppin' their faces don't get left open
	You understand?						You understand?
21							Shirt soaking, brain smoking left in the ocean floatin'	21
6	Shirt soaking, brain smokin' left in the ocean floatin'							6
	Shyne Po, dough, stack, y'all Rap niggaz is trash						Shyne Po, dough, stack, y'all Rap niggaz is trash
	I don't give a fuck how much records you sold						I don't give a fuck how much records you sold
22	Tryin' to be me, keep it real dog, you'll die to be me						Tryin' to be                                                 me	22
23							Keep it real dog, you'll die to be me	23
	You wanna know how it feel, don't you?						You wanna know how it feel, don't you?
24	To have a murder charge, took gun to the American Music Awards						To have a murder charge, took gun to	24
5							the American Music Awards	5
	And live life against stars						And live life against stars
25	Doin' 170 screamin', "Fuck the world"						Doing 170 screaming "FUCK THE	25
26	Gangsta           get outta the car						WORLD" (gangsta get outta the car)	26
7								7
8	I wanna know where to go							8
9	Need a place in my mind I can rest							9
10	'Cause this time is runnin' out for my flesh							10
11	Dried up, sittin' in a chair fried up							11
27	I wanna know where to go						[Hook 2X]	27
12	Need a place in my mind I can rest							12
13	'Cause this time is runnin' out for my flesh							13
14	Dried up, sittin' in a chair fried up							14
6							[Verse 3]	6
	Where the fuck them niggaz at? We gonna handle this beef						Where the fuck them niggaz at? We gonna handle this beef
28	Turn your mic off bitch, see me in the street						Turn your mic off bitch; see me in the street	28
	Fuck peace 'til I'm rest in the dried up flesh is finish						Fuck peace 'til I'm rest in the dried up flesh is finish
	I don't know how to tell until I'm in the morgue						I don't know how to tell until I'm in the morgue
15								15
	Dysfunctional, highly uncomfortable paranoid						Dysfunctional, highly uncomfortable paranoid
29	Without the extra clip, bitch, try me I'll puncture you						Without the extra clip (bitch), try me I'll puncture you	29
30	Had niggaz wakin' up with wings in their backs						Had niggaz waking up with wings in their	30
31	Halos        in their head like, "Ayo I'm dead"						backs, halos in their head like	31
32							"Ayo I'm dead"	32
33	Can a knight fuckin' princess Diana type						Can a knight fucking princess Diana type	33
	Vane wives, vane light, pen I write cold, hand of ice						Vane wives, vane light, pen I write cold, hand of ice
	They said too much for the motor mind to comprehend						They said too much for the motor mind to comprehend
	Walk wit me, pause take a breath						Walk wit me, pause take a breath
16								16
	Things ain't just the same for gangstas						Things ain't just the same for gangstas
34	Sleepin' in diamond, it's fuckin' up the game for gangstas						Sleeping in diamond, it's fucking	34
35	While charges tryin' to rin a gangsta						up the game for gangstas	35
7							While charges tryin to ring a gangsta	7
	Through it all I maintain my gangsta						Through it all I maintain my gangsta
36	I need to know where to go						[Hook until fade]	36
17	Need a place in my mind I can rest							17
18	'Cause this time is runnin' out for my flesh							18
19	Dried up, sittin' in a chair fried up							19
20	...							20

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